Collidos Poem by Byepolar Bayer

Collidos

Rating: 3.5


Pangeometry was never going to be big
not on this planet anyway
stuff about random curved shapes
moving in miniscule
over time out of time
means even less to us than the drip
of the time of our lives
in the factory of endless minutes
energy and very hot spinning rocks
- why would it ever matter?

Some creature from somewhere
-obviously way out of here -
so the fighting tribes keep saying
snips the moments into the bits
we think we’re massive in
and boils us in our dreams

Some hope. What if there was?
He made a ball and covered it
with puddles and stones
hooked it up to a heater
forgot to set the timer
and f*cked off.

Is he watching in fast forward
for blood or moral “growth”
or a single infinitely shocking surprise
on a billion random balls
heart racing and disbelieving
or dancing, high on forgetfulness,
in some timeless zone
between Andromeda
and anywhere
while nomads here
in love with jigsaws and impatience
count blades of grass,
and his many peoples competing for grace
beat the future and their fears
mercilessly
into their little replacements.

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