FIRE SHIP
I blaze through the world, an arrow of fire,
inflammable fuel, already burned,
a digital burning fuse,
instant fuel.
A digital fire‑ship,
I scorch everything around me,
a powerful fire‑ship, lit.
Rub me and I explode; I set enemy ships ablaze.
In this digital world that drowns me,
in the end I’ll cut the electricity,
and the fire will catch,
a virtual danger.
And in the end,
everything will blow apart,
too much programming,
too many limits, and at last
the lit fuse will fly: it will fly
into the chaos of the internet.
Spontaneous combustion
of an arrow.
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NAVIO DE FUEGO
Brulo por el mundo, soy un flecha ardiente,
combustible inflamable, estoy quemado,
soy una mecha ardiente digital,
combustible instántaneo.
Digital nave de fuego,
abraso todo a mi alrededor,
poderoso navío de fuego, encendido.
Si me frotas exploto, incendio naves enemigas.
En este mundo digital que me ahoga,
al final cortare la electricidad,
y el incendio prendera,
peligro virtual.
Y al final,
todo explotara,
demasiada programación,
demasiados límites y al final volara,
la mecha prendida volara al caos de internet.
Combustión espontanea,
de una flecha.
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Author:
Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS (
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Wow, Carlos...this is intense, inventive, and loaded with momentum. I really like how you fuse the historical fire-ship with digital overload and turn the whole thing into a metaphor for pressure reaching ignition point. And the note at the end gives the image even more depth. Excellent piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
“Thank you, Tristan. I’m glad you connected with that mix of the old and the digital.
Thanks for reading so attentively
A poem of destruction. I have often wondered what will happen when an electrical storm, sun spot or some other phenomena takes down the electrical component of society. What chaos will ensue. Nicely written
Thank you for your reading, Soren. That possible chaos worries me too.
I appreciate you taking the time
My pleasure Carlos
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