Too many sparks will always arc and a voltage bolt result
that jolts and numbs the nodes grin, grimace, or rictus provokes;
live energy around a corpse always shocks, zaps unresponsive
flesh with needling fire that pokes and jabs in vain
like jokes' retorts to chronic pain: the Monster on the table, unable
to rise despite his charge, a lumpen load of leftover, atonic, clay.

The soul of the world, departed, leaves such cold clay
draining faint remaining fire into folded space as a result
of earlier overeager surges of power that were unable
to equalize. Zombies are always funny, and this reanimated rock provokes
laughter too with its clumsy stumbling spin, its driven, vain
effort to regain contact with its extremities, all unresponsive,

those bits that lived, all aroused into slumber, unresponsive
and silent, those mutes with mouths of supple clay
who learned that to speak is to pervert breath in vain
when only speech impoverished by words can ever result,
that the unknown is merely the forgotten which a word provokes
and inveigles until the neuron shorts, the vein infarcts, unable

to entreat or enliven the voided world or its shambolic forms, unable
to stoke stones cracked, riven, stark, unresponsive.
Grim reflection on horror in extremis provokes
play and preempts those same dull sages of clay,
rotten with age, whose words in fables written down with bones result
in human aspiration and dubious efforts undertaken in vain,

in insane self-worship, abnormally narcissistic, vile, vain.
Without blood, words are unwilling, unable
to live, to give, however many dark, pensive pages may result;
without blood, worlds are unlettered, unresponsive.
Form departed, the whole of the world but the clay
and the mud and the Hintergedanke quiet departure provokes

again becomes sparks, and each spark provokes
pardon or seeks any reaction from the undead universe in vain,
until only the cracked and ludic clay,
content to sleep as if it had died, unable
or unwilling to come out of cosmic coma, meekly unresponsive
and seeking no response, is satisfied with the ash that results.

If arrogance provokes that which it is unable to contain in speech,
if the vain remain unresponsive to the arid demands and limits
of clay, then the atomic result shall never be nullified in semantic flash.