This is part of a collection of poems accompanied by an AI generated illustration as a response to those poems. In the collection, “A Super Collider of Zigs and Zags” by Brendon Behlke, each poem was submitted as a prompt to an AI art generator and produced the artwork on display. To view them the way ancient peoples would have viewed them, you can order a copy of the entire collection, over 100 poems and art pieces, releasing on November 18th 2023 here: https://www.fontainehousepublishing.com/product-page/a-super-collider-of-zigs-and-zags-by-brendon-behlke
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The Dirt
The dirt, brittle cracks exposed,
hidden beneath flowers in rows, and rows, and rows-
begs for the darkness that hides the sun’s rising,
the labor gestating beyond the horizon.
Let the torrent wash over those wounds,
like sand over the dessert dunes;
let it fill the countless spaces between-
make them whole, placid, serene.
Rationalize the absurd landscapes
with a throng of rivers, ponds, and lakes;
though the myriad of cracks remain,
the water gives the earth an even plain-
stable enough for all the life we know
to drink deep and grow, and grow, and grow.
Grow Gray With Me 