m o n o l i t h

after jack whitten

we’re not a monolith 

we’re m o n o l i t h s

m o n o l i t h i c

EPIC!

fractured cause 

we crack, 

crack from within,

crack out of 

the conventions

of your perception. 

we the Whitten.

we do like him.

we make pacts,

we sign sacred contracts

no to h8.

this between spirit and matter,

this is AMOR.

we’re Atopolis,

our freedom expands 

consciousness, 

our freedom touches 

every single corner of

s p a c e

it makes itself

for us

by us

all those 

before

we 

(without place)

we 

(borderless city)

we 

(speckle of paint)

we hold it all in place

right in front of 

your face.

we monoliths 

you don’t see coming,

are ALWAYS coming.