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Napowrimo 2020 Day 27- Serenity Study
After Solmaz Sharif
Napowrimo 2020 Day 26- We Are Mostly Empty
As we tumbled through the void,
everything was calm and peaceful
if you ignored the constant drone
of spycraft. The air was pink
electric and crackled with potential
Napowrimo 2020 Day 25- Some Advice
I wouldn't open that door if I were you.
Last year I stored the Atlantic ocean
behind it, stuffed it into every corner.
I only just managed to close the latch.
If opened, the room will fill with brine,
the house as well, the streets of this
sea-level town all submerged and we will
sink down to rest on the carpet below.
Napowrimo Day 24 - Ripples
"It's been a while," the water whispers
as I enter, inch by inch,
"but what's a few million years between
friends? I know why
you abandoned me for land. I forgive you"
Napowrimo 2020 Day 23- Erasing
"I know how this goes!" I say to no-one
as light starts to intensify, obliterating
all detail. Trees will become indistinct
shapes in the mist, never coalescing
into objects. The grass will flicker
with blue fire sparks, but that will
be the least of my problems. Walls,
so dependable and solid, will become
transparent as the hungry light feeds.
Napowrimo 2020 Day 22- An Argument
The sky sulks.
Fresh insults rumble,
shadows hide,
small drops fall,
before the clouds start shouting
curses, throwing rain.
Napowrimo 2020 Day 21- Confessions
I know they have secrets to spill,
given everything they've witnessed.
I've tried different approaches,
asking "How are you?" directly or
"Did you see the game last night?"
as an icebreaker. They never respond,
remain stubbornly shy. Perhaps
I have not found the right topic.
Napowrimo day 20- Ritual
Thick mists and darkness linger. Crows try
listlessly to call the day into being, to
dissipate the vapour and somehow praise
the unknown. One plummets, arrow in the
fog, landing crooked. A fragile wing mutilated.
It cries, summoning the dawn, the golden world.
A Response From the Black Box
One night last week, I thought I had a breakthrough. I was fiddling with a new set of code in the middle section of the input. I don’t work with the programme directly of course. It’s beyond us now. No-one has any idea what it’s doing. It’s meant to be running simulations to find a solution to the energy crisis but it doesn’t do anything.
Napowrimo 2020 Day 19- The Movement of Boulders
Given the kindness and cruelty of time,
a majority forgot those years where
the tilt of the earth increased. Only
a degree. Or more. Scientists spoke,
we didn't listen, lost in our own panic,
sick with adrenaline. Maybe others
were able to convince themselves
by repetition: It wasn't that bad. We
pulled together. It wasn't that bad.