Noosphere

"Science can't solve the mystery of the universe"

Everything from front to

Back...

...Serrated edges,

Miniscule cracks

Along the windshield

Of our lives...

...So don't get too attached,

My child...

You see this is what I absolutely

Fucking hate

About technology...

Our present state!...

...The human element is gone

So were enslaved by

Small machines and they're (our?)

More rigid forms of reason...

...Similarily,

We're enslaved in

The pursuit to make sense

Of our plane.

"Don't need it!"

We don't need no perfect

Circle,

And we won't find one...

...Not on this surface

(Like a seal balancing

The ball)

All things miraculously

Are spinning

Out of orbit, and off

The grid...

...And just like Ari Up,

And Sid,

We make a helter-skelter

Sound

With all our quarrelling,

We're bound

Towards a new

Repressive State,

But I won't track it...

...I cannot scrape

My fingernails against

This board.

With all the worlds still

Yet unexplored

I can't determine,

Only bear witness...

Kiss your grits,

Ignore the cactus!...

Everything from front to

Back...

...Serrated edges,

Miniscule cracks

Along the windshield

Of our lives...

...So don't get too attached,

My child.

©

2017

Bunny Villaire