Brick Sayer

I lifted a brick and let it linger on the horizon
hooked between twos stars twisted with twine
spanned the length of the two with wire and
spannered in pilton the residence of a minion
a scanner I recognized as the brick sayer
of my unrelinquished self on a mission
I situate my position on both knees
forehead against the wall
the hole that born the connecting dread
cast it's depth upon great length
my eyeball
the object and the viewer
there are few lifeforms in the sky
that do not gladly accept my skewer
the crackling twitch bird call of I the brick sayer
four layered and effervescent glitching / LED
like I'm kinship to the human machine connection
strobe of things which happen in flashes
I recognize my relationship to it like I'm born
of live wire just as easily as fire is born of matches
as satchels could just as easily
contain c4 explosives or tasteless C rations
nutrition for the boxcar bodies I birthed
there's the passion laughing
decay exchange the synergy
rearrange the bones to let space bend to me
yea you know how we do
we and ours that brick from later days
our atoms splay to display the similarity

Nothing is artificial
we are never not touching
to be superficial is to deny
that you are me and I am you
and that together we are EVERYTHING.