what is the back-end coding?
who sits at the screens and creates?

all is one plus one
minus the final sum

was there an original One
who caused that sudden explosion?

assuming that happened at all
all i see

in front of me
is a winding prodigious scroll

how the mighty ones roar
gnashing their bloodied teeth

far away in the distance
the apocalyptical choir

is humming a deep throated chord
that only a fool can make clear

life arising from ice
cast in original fire

such architecture
stalagtites strung on a breeze

scattered sounds on a wind
that swing in fragile strung chimes

strike a note
for whom the bell tolls

might be me
it’s a joke, it’s delicious, it’s fundamentally pure

oblivious wonderment
reflects in a windowless eye