Pointillist Terminator Dots of Holocenecaust (a poem)

A tree of life
thin veneer membrane of time
multi-dimensional template
whiskey-honey’d for cough
righteous medicine

First strike, worst night
shreik’d shrikes up tight
flames of verdant space
catapulted mace
über waste

Games theory Epimetheus rhesus
loves by the carton
my favorite Martian
caravels over ocean swells
beyond an occult of darkness

A perfect union is the triune  God
space-time genuflecting nature’s mystic lines
dimensional ice floes drifting south
melting with time
games escalate with terminator dots.

https://suno.com/s/IKYjAcvCxBeututd The poem as song