10-25-2013, 12:30 AM
Before my bones were strung up
like kinetic sculpture
I began tracing his eclipse,
a pulsar radio frequency
in the thrum throttle thrall
of the great dance.
Like an owl with a rodent
he had swallowed himself whole,
spitting out tiny skeletons
each finding unique time signatures of their own.
They bend now and again
to plant spirals of teeth
in the damp soil of decay.
I watch in fascination
as they grow little green shoots
with tiny transmitters,
already humming with energy
fueling the concentric circles of relativity.
©Aish 2013
like kinetic sculpture
I began tracing his eclipse,
a pulsar radio frequency
in the thrum throttle thrall
of the great dance.
Like an owl with a rodent
he had swallowed himself whole,
spitting out tiny skeletons
each finding unique time signatures of their own.
They bend now and again
to plant spirals of teeth
in the damp soil of decay.
I watch in fascination
as they grow little green shoots
with tiny transmitters,
already humming with energy
fueling the concentric circles of relativity.
©Aish 2013
(This post was last modified: 10-25-2013, 12:44 AM by Aish.)
