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Dark matter
Napowrimo 2020 day 9 - Hollow Passengers
The destination displays are corrupted
again. Carriages and corridors converge
on the horizon, a lifetime's walk away.
Napowrimo 2020 Day 8 - Stagecraft
What is going on? I ask the
walls every sixteen minutes.
The plasterboard doesn't reply
but without checking headlines
Napowrimo 2020 day 7- No Trespassers Allowed
As one, blades of grass sharpen,
becoming fields of swaying razors.
Napowrimo 2020 day 6- Symmetry
Marigolds bloom geometrically,
thriving under this square sun.
Dodecagon pupils dilate.
Napowrimo 2020 day 5 - Simulated
Seemingly infinite, the night sky
is the most consistent falsehood.
The moon is nothing more than
a hologram, the stars just dead
pixels in the screen constructed
millennia ago to keep us placid.
Reality is narrated to us daily.
Your thoughts are not your own.
You are code blind, lost within
a procedurally generated lie.
Look to the glitches. The single
side of the moon, the vanishing
stars, memories of new places.
Napowrimo 2020 Day 4- Erosion
On this day, a room darkened by a flash,
unfamiliar faces are made abstract by
developing camera technology. One
is probably mine, now a stranger.
Napowrimo 2020 Day 3 - Peas
It's still magic.
The emergence
of green from
damp soil, adder
head coiling up,
before unfurling,
saluting the sun.
NaPowriMo 2020 Day 2 - 'I only went to a psychic for an ego boost'
Lost to the comfort of burnt sage
and bergamot, I do not remember
entering or paying so I arrive
to myself already sat in silks.
NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 1- The People
We the spin, the shimmer.
We the sway, the light,
the contagion and the cure
We the anointing and
sometimes the penance.