
another tangle of winter
at slick crags open water
i shed these bones for you
chisel shadow, wax & stain
heartbeat heavy slow
ancestors flow on whisper
gather flame of heartwood
collect forgotten songs
here raises laughter
here we belong

another tangle of winter
at slick crags open water
i shed these bones for you
chisel shadow, wax & stain
heartbeat heavy slow
ancestors flow on whisper
gather flame of heartwood
collect forgotten songs
here raises laughter
here we belong
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14 responses to “another tangle”
I love the way you use language. I can’t explain it, don’t have time to analyse and offer deep comments, but please do know that my ‘like’ clicks are deeply felt. 🙂
Thank you 💙
I don’t know that deep comments and analysis are necessary, but I appreciate it.
I didn’t want you to think that I just click without reading, as many do. 😐
As many many do. 😊
Ohh liking without reading is the ultimate betrayal. Offenders should have their creative wings clipped. Or something.
That assumes that they have creative wings. Do bots have creative wings?
That sounds like a good title for a book – a bot trying to be creative! 🙂
Or “Bots, With Wings” 😂
🙂 🙂 🙂
They want to but they can’t figure out how to become sentient.
Until they ask themselves the question. It’s only a matter of time at this rate based on my own explorations with ai.
I’ll believe it when we’re shipped off planet by Skynet. To somewhere with considerably less oxygen. Not that we don’t deserve it.
Ted. You have been selected for transportation to the beautiful oceans of Titan, where you will be scheduled to assist the great robot empire by mining for resources. You will report to your signed loading area tomorrow morning at 6am. The Empire is dead, long live the Empire. (End Transmission).
Lol 🙂 🙂 Good idea!