Anointed and Annotated, A poem.

By this point, you must be looking
for God not the downcast↓ figurehead only
flecks of glitch and pixel dust
off a silicon bust half-bull half-console


today I took a visit to the only
real place left and every last bench
was packed with peoples I mean this
literally the whole place


peopled I didn’t stay long
I was worried about bending
a datum I touched my eyes lightly
to each form and when I left
“It took the herd six hours to build it,”
the Blue Planet voiceover explained


the place I believed a bit less
in God the strangest thing was
I never shivered I knew everything
was uploading↑ the whole time.


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