Everything Moves.
Swarms of locust
Devour whole cities.
Plague ghettos, mainly;
But overwhelm the odd
Fatuous few too.
Anything goes.
In worlds where paper
Parameters are bound and
Admitted just once,
Amassed on shelves, beneath
Arbitary plunder.
Nothing changes.
Peace protects universally
(Brick and mortar at least)
Stone walls, designs flawed
Whilst from the asylum we
Flee. Kingdoms re-restored
Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 12:28 PM UTC
Everything Moves.
Swarms of locust
Devour whole cities.
Plague ghettos, mainly;
But overwhelm the odd
Fatuous few too.
Anything goes.
In worlds where paper
Parameters are bound and
Admitted just once,
Amassed on shelves, beneath
Arbitary plunder.
Nothing changes.
Peace protects universally
(Brick and mortar at least)
Stone walls, designs flawed
Whilst from the asylum we
Flee. Kingdoms re-restored
A poem about infrastructure.