Previously on the Rewound World: while I looked on, four trepid post-apocalyptic travelers wandering in the Nullarbor Plain defeated the internet. Episode One is here.
Over there, do you see?
Ada’s vision was terrascopic.
An effulgence is rising in unsingable blues
The flaring light was visible to each of us
according to our dreams and secrets.
— I see a blossoming criticality in the decay of some discarded weapon
— it’s a tower reflecting sunlit dreams, sharpened by the sky
— I need to clean my glasses
— a brightly beckoning earthstar, not the fungus though
— it reminds another time and place, or nothing, more or less
Although the gusting winds had blown our extant hair
to different compass points, we chose to travel together,
to traverse a contour favored by the crows and bees,
towards the destination that all our stories sought.
As time and space went by, the others made conversation.
I was taking notes, hoping I might hear a little
something I could use.
John P, the extraneous extra, was reading from a script.
When the internet was still alive, I heard about
the Martian Song of War.
It’s said that, once begun, it can never finish,
but on Mars’ Got Talent, the capricious Deija Thoris
hummed a verse or two.
Deidre was nostalgic.
I miss the Martian years, our planet’s subjugation.
I was a Martian’s pet, housed and fed.
Now I long for clear instruction, to be led
With blue and yellow fringes, the spectral Paulo
wafted nervously in and out of phase.
I thought I might be wearing glasses made of cellophane,
(cheap 3D) until he stared at me
from right between the pixels.
Can’t we start again, from Episode One?
No, I told him, in exactly that many words,
What does a ghost who’s shed
the clothes of living have to fear?
In that distant light, I sense the presence of
the ancient angels, their chlorophyll and hemoglobin.
Their laughter and their natural philosophies
make me tremble; I’m loathe to face
such unforgivable seriousness.
- Michael Nesmith’s Joanne
- Deija Thoris
- Michael Dransfield’s “Third Seer’s Tale” (Collected Poems, University of Queensland Press, 1993).
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