No Pilgrim

Grip tape scratching the surface of reality

Fizzling ties, the links to physicality

See Buddha in clean water, Christ on a cracker

Allah not to be imagined, but the brain abhors a vacuum

Days mining data for a miracle

Even faster

Generating dust and swallowing capsules

Nothing after

Abluted like the Prophet with walls a meter thin

I didn't need to take an airplane, but I am no pilgrim

Blessings with every packet sent, hygiene check in R&D

Ritual cleansing before the clean room

And confession before the prototype

We watched them etch the names of God in silicon

Tender iron branches blooming through our spreadsheets

Puddles on stone, a cloud full of stars

Tired without purpose, growing iron branches

Forging flowers in the rose of a furnace

Days mining data for a miracle

Even faster

Generating dust and swallowing capsules

Nothing after

Left the whole world behind in the clean room

A disaster

We watched them etch the names of God in silicon

We watched them etch the names of God in silicon

We watched them etch the names of God in silicon