Ever wondered what a halo would feel like?
This was what you said before,
What you screamed to me across
the wavering darkness,
Silent and shivering as my hands crept around you,
As we stood and froze under the blank urban sky,
Under skeletal
obelisks, sacred
galvanic stomachs,
Praeternatural god children in this wilderness of concrete dread,
And we bent our heads inside out and spun around,
Listening to their
creaking sails of metallic gossip,
Whispers of coded messages passing through the
aether,
Opening our eyes and ears as great human dishes to receive
These transmissions from the satellite heart,
Pulsing down thick running wires of anxious amorphous
copper,
Aztec sundials spread serpentine across the landscape,
Steel frame
pyramids beckoning to
angry gods.
We spilt the blood of sacrifices upon their steps,
We tangled in their arms and wept until morning,
We fashioned
Ben Franklin kites to reach their secret passions,
We broke through to the centre before your courage shattered
And you fled through secret inverted
mine shafts to empty skies,
Across cavernous swinging bridges lit as a twilight womb,
While the passing traffic spun headlights against our cage.
Wasn’t this what we wanted?
To be eaten alive amidst this field of
hydraulic pickets?
To crucify ourselves upon a massive
electron cross?
Across its shadows, its dark sweeping reach of
congested longing?
To
splay ourselves before groping fingers of static and frost?
To be taken up in its fluid wash of redeeming energy?
Ascending to heaven in a flaming
solenoid chariot?
Humming fingers coiling around our
voltaic corpses?
Crumpled vessels singing frequencies in the
antarctic night?
Wasn’t this what we wanted?
These transmissions from the satellite heart.
And as you ran away I heard them again,
Arcane secrets raining down upon rusted antennae,
And our souls spasming in this wash of
resonant frequency.
I stood frozen beneath
Tesla’s alien
juggernauts,
Their symphonies lifted on sacred breezes into the heavens,
Their indecipherable
telegrams riding along spindly wires,
Their seismic generators sending tremors through our veins.
They shook you, they drove you from this place.
Ever wondered what a halo would feel like?
This was what you said before I began to climb.