• Vol. 10
  • Chapter 10

Oracle rewrites wheels

Dearly mobile, dearly fleeing, dearly scrambling
away from the seas waving down your streets.

We are gathered here today to pay homage
to the vanquishing of our previous adversaria.

Our daily wayzgoose for the object, its paraphernalia
that freed us, immiserated us in its serpentine way.

A laying-in for a laying-on civilisation, let us
flutter in the shade of bottle-necked chassis,

And worship the wonder of wheels fuelled by
the thick, black goo of the ghosts of shells,

praying for the wisdom to know the difference
between salvation, liberation, magical bounties.