The Gods of Turbo Engines

by

Frank Valentyn

The trajectory of 20mm armour piercing
deterministic in equation
lacks any volitionary motion
any conscious notion, surely
except at its causal triggers
but in coincident solution
can elicit trammel and confusion

Does targeting Doppler radar
measure in its pulsing touch
convergence purely of solidity
or questing in translucent turbidity
of mind and matter stuff
in modulation beyond electronic
assess the states of occupants
lives, loves and hates, dispositions
fixed decisions and seminal doubts
meld the calibre of a transient accent
in a matrix exceeding the accessibly human
with a phase of density, engineering of spirit
moulding the infinite to some ulterior cause?

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by: James Bredin
from: Toronto, ON, CA

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