Unseen
Black hole stole Historia’s canvas sky,
An eye imbibing pixelated clouds,
Twirling translucent exhaust: hereafter
boiling in and out of Afterlife's keen
Skyline; errors fluctuated and moon
Became sun and red giants protostars, all
Was appearing behind a feeble façade
Metal Terra and cyberspace flotsam.
Aims and Cowells sat among brewing stars,
Turquoise supernovae and suburban
No man's land, stages and blood-fused altars
Shouted like apparitions, trenches still
Topped with kids bodies, a hundred yards out
Cranes and construction workers tore away
Evil and replaced it with GLASS and concrete.
Aims watched rats swimming through puddles of gore
Little squeals pierced his mind, blood sung gently
Lulling their picnic rest stop in Outer
City limits of Afterlife. Cowells
Was not there when Oblivion arrived
Alexandria tore every entity's
House with nuclear-like hellfire, a
Battle that no Old Regime operative
Could have easily foreseen even with
God's eyes and Icarus Drones, they were all
Fated to meet Legion Sword swift, engine revved
Strobe light skies hypnotized for a moment,
Blink later- rubber scrubbed bloodied
Mud.
Silver daylight pierced wasteland, dregs dragged corpse
Toward pulsating Pink City, steel skyline stole
Azul hue, shrieks like harpies' breath, engines
Fed our beast, smog was last to ventilate
Cowells sipped on bitter brew, snapping golden
Battered chicken; entrails like hyperloops
Hypnotized, vomit bubbled and systems
Collapsed, shards of electronics wailed high.
Unseen grazed emerald strips, dim rags dragged
Putrid scent serenading local eyes.
Rarely heard, crystal horde disintegrates
Dwelling seen bridges and freeways for days;
Synapses crack, bones brittle, timeless fiends
Inhaling Pink City rosy aroma,
Incense veiling senses, corps singing soulless
Jingles: I see their faces for a second,
Restless, decrepit. Not older than seven-
Teen, fading from faithless isolation
Crawling when entities provide bite-sized
Sympathy. strange eyes scold me, wrinkles shroud
Youthful locks, golden, brown, and dozens more.
Cowells strayed above parasites etching
Improvised headlines, doomscrolling ten times more–
Friends leapt from hundredth story of Gaul Heights
Pink midnights kick like patrol car engine.
Hendryx, Kim, and Parks gone, Aims spit static past
Space city passage, fabric valley badlands
Awoke, arid blizzard swept grass patches,
Condensed soil once sweet acidic green.
dandelion smile
ascendent in the vacant
wastelands sold
soldiers search
hereafter…..
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(1) Doom: https://theprose.com/post/419897/doom
(2) Historia: https://theprose.com/post/424698/historia
(3) Oblivion: https://theprose.com/post/426993/oblivion
(4) Oceanside: https://theprose.com/post/428493/oceanside
(5) Apocalypse: https://theprose.com/post/432306/apocalypse
(6) Entity: https://theprose.com/post/435150/entity
(7) Academy [doesn’t really count but it exists]: https://theprose.com/post/454455/academy
(8) Timeless: https://theprose.com/post/485400/timeless
(9) Eden: https://theprose.com/post/503844/eden
(10) Legion: https://theprose.com/post/525083/legion
(11) Afterlife: https://theprose.com/post/525696/afterlife
(12) Hellfire: https://theprose.com/post/530083/hellfire
(13) Deliverance: https://theprose.com/post/612211/deliverance
(14) Unseen: https://theprose.com/write?postId=718828
(15) Hereafter: https://theprose.com/post/733130/hereafter