Matthew Platakos
                                             ecologies of darkness
                              (1)
end-times require
write or flight response—
               50% of poems are birds
               50% of birds are poems
                              (2)
final flock takes final form—
v-formation carves segments of sun
in a shadow tango over the crater
formerly known as sydney harbour
                              (3)
human pollutants broke the ecliptic
human obliquity liquified nature
now we’re disintegrating drachmas
on the floor of a chemical sea
                              (4)
at the moment of helios-apocalyptica
earth the hades-hole whirlpooled into itself
               european bucolic became
               deoxyribonucleic—
               acid rain licks spiral’s lips
                              (5)
final transmission from near the mariana trench—
we will fight cataclysm w/ our poems
until our fleshy vessels are torpedoed
we will submerge as solar radiation
terminates skyscrapers & plasticity
& when skies are clear of human remnants
               all poems will be birds once again
                                             poetics of architecture | architectonics of verse
Axiom of stone | axiom of language—
ancient ground broken into new geometries
ancient verse, ancient words
broken into new lines | constructing
life in stanza-rooms | disrupting
entropy with epics & edifices
concreted stasis ad infinitum
after humanity’s last bated breath.
To dream this dream takes the tongue of fire
of a liquid prisoner in the realm of glass
simultaneity of poetry & space
lyrical chemistry | towers of Babel
on every city block | reaching stars
in the age of nucleosynthesis.
Inner rhythms & myriad tongues
ingenuity of stone | eyes for colours & light
ferro-concrete imagination | material realisation
revolution of human touch | rush for progress
rush for lush lives in art & dwelling in a tomorrow
while reading all yesterday’s lines in polytope rooms
caesurae partition rhymes | walls partition lives
word-bricks are laid | cemented in infinite rhythm.
Matthew Platakos is a student and poet living on Gadigal and Wangal land (Sydney).
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