Cerberus shibboleth

let us return’eth
to those threads
silver and link’d

betwixt body
and word
sinew and
script.

amongst the
bone-shard tells
bookcase
confessionals

bounded by rungs
and the bleeding
of signs.

where on Earth do we begin
to gather the lore,
dust off the maps
and commence
navigation unto
transmutation
[?]

a new dark age
of neon light
silicon and thought.

‘the dise…