Poem inspired by Shadow2 and Robot.

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Or, more specifically, by the relationship between the forest and the school, the conflict between the natural and the artificial. In other words, this is a generic nature versus industry I wrote after a long walk through Main street and I was thinking of Gunnerkrigg so it is related (kinda), so there.

This is so very, very generic so please don't think I'm taking nature's side in relation to the comic or fueling an anti-Robot campaign or something. >_> Robot rules!

Excuse the... suck. I just felt like sharing it.

Morning In A Metal Meadow

March the morning commune
Dirt monuments and penny roads
Scruff adds one to million stories
Told on asphalt paper

Busy busy bumble bee
Swimming in liquid air
Flies by, a tinge of tandem
Two drones about their best

Sipping from the neon soup
Copper zest, Old Spice delect
Brow furrows on the business man
Late for lunch again

Turn a corner, orange vibes
Dictate shuffle, shuffle, stop
Hands dance tepid by albino thighs
Hustle, bustle, walk

Plebeian perfume haze flutter by
Salt flow twins, in skin and sky
Waft and tide and mix
With molasses, rum and steam

Golden razors slit untrained eye
Reflected in panel glass
Reconciled with morningtide
Take in the techno bloom

Solemn vapor burlesque
Shaudy ember glow
Bent in curves extravagant
Used, crumpled on the curve

Sticky stumble bisect
Wyrms and dragons crawl
Wads of cherry rubber tar
Become mobility judge

Solitary confinement for the brittle tree
Behind steelcast braces bonded
Forgotten in wake of merchant glee

Orchid socket, gauze strip gaze
From Eye pops out crematin beak
Decorated loosely by silken wire
Hanging curdles in a thick green milk

Genesis congealed as amber flow
While gossamer needle drowns
Winter must be soon to come
As bushtail's score wears padded hats

Humble ant in timber fields
Vertical garden on horizon flipped
Sugar stream in glacial temper
Delectable maple feast...

...Now awash in sparkle sea
Crystals on your tongue
This morn seems colured ivory
Pallid no greater by its cement river

Bushtail sleeps in Castor jacket
Curdles fall and writhe
Busy busy bumblebee
Dreams of nectarous delights

Beak squawks harsh authority
At the stolid end of V
Keeping strict formation-
Winter's brother's far round South

Ant returns to monument
Near Abraham copper cast
And sings a song of enmity
For those who've white become

Interwoven happenings
Nature plays in an iron box
Relegated to Madison
By a square 5 by 8 pen

Heads tails world collision
Dry sunlight ambiance lost
In the afterglow of Rollegan's
"2 for 1" magnesium shimmer

Mechanical morning
Biological mourning
Passerby in the metal meadow

[ultrabluesky]

I like how it somewhat relates to gunnerkrigg, and I can see the connections, but yet see it as its own work. Its cool, I think.