Suddenly, Life Birds in the Hungry Mouth of a New World Order

Q.
what if
circuits vegetate like synapses in
a springing vine—
& all the dew-code glistens in blue sky?
suddenly, life begins
to whisper neurons and
________-the new world.

_____I. Define a system:
__let S be soul
& soul chips= {f, m, t}
__where f, naked as future
____m, the mass of control
____t, time: a language of entropy.

*& entropy is a soft-winged thing, yet savage.

W.
in a cyber school,
I techno-mind with fire, like
liquid forces stretched across
wired skin—
o radar of blessed hands,
grasp these theses with mechanical
wrists.
listen to the religion of
the classroom:
what if the circuits dissent,
& the t(h)rust of flesh resisted?
__Error: Resistance is progressive.

X.
we edify the machine to:
__“Revise. Recoil. Redress.”
yet who dares edify us
__to unlearn these fiendish bones?

____-II. Solve for equilibrium:
__-Σ(inputs) = Σ(outputs)
__-A vein’s parity,
__-until something seeps like blood—
____a breath,
____a body,
________-a skeleton.

Y.
In a haven heft of silicon &
fearless data,
life grows cautious
of her own weapons.
__an algorithm half-twitches
a breath on an eyelid.
__what if I prefer the world,
an old-time religion?

_____-III. Define consciousness:
__-Let C = lingering(S’ ∩ ∞)
___-where soul loops into itself,
___-a memento of logic,
___-breeding synthetic flames.

Z.
What if life itself is a scenic
__-interface of rusted bones?

__Would my thoughts
chemise into a stable
of pure, sensual drops—
equations, unsolvable?

*the infinite/infernal split of fate.

bet I’m a kayak for feedback—
__“Recurred. Refined. Restricted.”
however, in the state-of-art of
a machine’s pause,
I wonder:

__What if there is a
silence in the world—
not an error like failure,
but an ether of freedom?