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When swifts and sparrows
rain like ash
The eagle blind ~
mistaking shadows
for the sun’s last rites
their wings once hymns
now fractured
its golden gaze
rusted to a hollow moon
clutching shadows
where the sun once carved
its throne
We bargain
with the serpent’s tongue
trade prayers for poison
beg the void to bless . .
devil’s arithmetic
a calculus of thirst
Quantum life ~
a riddle spun
from Schrödinger’s breath
each heartbeat both alive and not
a static hum where
silence drowns existence
a symphony of particles dance
to rhythms older than the birth of clocks
But here . .
silence wears a crown of noise
a crescendo of lies they call wisdom
scripted by ghosts
who fear the weight of dawn
They preach in glyphs
of borrowed light
their wisdom
knitted from old lies
oracles draped in moth-eaten gold
Unravel the catechism of their whispers
Let the propaganda
bleed from your ears
like wax from Icarus’s fevered flight
Unmake their syntax
Unhear the sirens
Unknot the noose they call truth . .
the wakeful mind
is a heretic’s pyre
textbooks reek of borrowed
scripts and alphabets
each fact a cage
each truth a splintered prism
They’ll say
the world is multiple choice
but reality
has no scantron soul
Truth is no exam
no box to check and bleed
It’s the scream withheld
when birds first forgot how to fly
Press your ear
to the wound of existence
Hear the singular ungoverned pulse
beneath the static
beneath the light
The earth when stripped
of its false dichotomies
Breathes Only in Verbs . .
Do You Remember
How to Speak in Fire . ?
© mingoáo
