Panacea

My cathedral surrounds me

from my chorus of canyons

to the hymns of my rolling blue hills

but my head slipped into a steel trap

severed the connection and put under the microscope

landscapes on a platter, reduced to code

lasso-tied, conquered, bound

hard disk obelisk

penetrating dirt mound

embers drowned

dust to dust

ashes, ashes you don't define me

bury me head-first into the ground

absorb and plant my seed

bury me alive

plant the seed nourish me so I may sprout

how advanced am I?

not enough land for my mass graves

how much progress have I made

if I'm still alone and enslaved?

pavement dreams haunt me

as steel gives way to sand and sea

my plastic rotating cage deteriorating

and fueling a new all-consuming seascape

lunar force colliding, breaking

containers spill back into the source

dust to dust

ashes you're my only destiny