Undead

here remains unquestioned, only obscured when
unseen and dancing in the hidden
allegories of thought as if identity, but

challenging to make out a landscape dressed in future
as it cave-paints walls with technological flavor and
ushers forward new templates for communication, devices

not separate from cloud formation, not invincible from
forces of meteorite showers or
the fallibility of grocery store electricity, the same kind of thing
illuminating our

cricket-bodies.

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