“Architextures”
Grandiose architextures of urbanism
reveal to us the secret haven you have found
in the memories of the past
buttresses, arches, columns of experience
show your selves
and tell us of your tales,
tell us where to find your faded glory.
Daunt the modern lights of conceptualism,
reveal to them the pains and sufferings
their experimentation cast over you
when they eclipsed and swallowed
your primacy.
Let your knowledge enlighten
and withdraw their mistakes.
Place them on the streets of your successes
and let fade the failures of their achievements.
Grandiose architextures of urbanism,
return at once and reinvent the fiction
of their dreams, which shape and structure
our daily lives.
Elevated, I look
down to the streets
and the blurred
specks
of people walking into their daily lives,
as
specks
of souls scattered all over a city
My mind had created
reality
affects not the dream of the space I see
but the imprecision it is made of.
Specks, specks, specks of life below me and none at my level.
Dead, physically elevated
Godlike view of the buildings, of the birds and skies reigning over
grids of existences, punctuated by mixed architextures of thought,
the dreams of other men
but specks, specks, specks, nonetheless, of scattered souls
who spread their minds onto the minds of others and
create the collective thinking
of buildings and streets and lights and footsteps
that sully the concrete ground
like the gum we step on, engraved in the city’s membranes
and sticks, darkens, and eventually fades, just like us, into the other stains
of specks, specks, specks, of scattered souls
colliding into each other
eliminating the physical
and extending themselves in a miniature shape
that I see from above but that I do not see the details of.
Specks of people down there,
Where have you been and why do you disappear
into a blurred clutter of existences, illegible to the divine eye,
illegible to the buildings and streets
and lights and footsteps
of specks, specks, specks of scattered souls?
- Michael Valinsky
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