Monday, April 10, 2023

The Slab

The fragile monolith
Gleams grey on the table,
An object of immense

Density, but also
Complexity, fragile
As temple deities,

As ancestors’ spirits
In shrines—needing feeding,
Needing tending, needing

Careful monitoring
And treatment with respect.
All powerful magic

Is easily broken
If not cared for just so.
Propitiated, it

Provides you benefits,
And you sit at the screen
Like a cautious old priest.

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