WK4 : NYCSpitz(2-1) vs. Dead man(2-1) -- NYC 7-2

[NYCSPITZ]

The Beginning of the End



Adam's amazed - a prowling tiger walks in animate play
...as his mind sifts through the markings of a britannica page
squatting down, his eyes close - the savanna's ablaze
hat a khaki halo over his mannish, valorous gaze
Gaia throbs. Gifting him simple lessons founded in youth
as her land lends an evanescent encounter in truth -
these plains are immense; a singular balance of oscillation and stillness
a specious portrait of boredom - Adam pauses to patiently film it
tall grass moves in lion mane yellow waves to a pulse
as the watering hole's reverie slowly stirs and caves to a doubt
a grazing antelope's ears prick as Adam turns his jeep's ignition
It's all the tiger needs -
he kills, then chews the guts' pink white pieces of ribbon
sensing Adam the beast locks him with a quizzical gaze
this young human's animal is strange, roaring at its minimal pace
is he...inside of it?
the tiger turns, having seen many odd things upon these shimmering plains
with one look back; he trots toward Cliff Valley - and shortly quickens to haste
for minutes - a huge bluff's shadow reveals caves before the light's renewal
and hyena ***kles morph to defensive growls in the wake of this unlikely duo
they trek on, past brambles of bush and barrels of thorn
and the Sun's intensity returns with an undefinable perilous scorn.
Passing locust storms, and dry earth lined with pearl white skulls...
they come across a valley's mouth - looking below to where the world's light dulls
abyss amidst a burning white sky; Adam senses a magical epiphany
and the tiger starts his descent - urging them down into shadows and mystery
they creep until they reach moles on a grass patch all grazing savanna crops
next to an arch in the wall - marked with gods and the faces of astronauts
stepping out, Adam pets the beast, who allows it without surprise or rebuttal
as they enter...hieroglyphs glow upon the walls and cast their light on a tunnel
After minutes they reach a catacomb, bright and ancient and pious
with a high domed ceiling - there's a blue orb raised on a dais
the tiger circles it, purring a knowingly delighted cry -
as Adam stands entranced, and slowly reaches for the light inside...
a sacred murmuring stirs, and above, the storied crown of a halo
hover over the heads of twelve, huge-bodied androgynous angels
they promptly land by the dais and start to eerily talk,
in a chorus: "Adam, we're what you've seen on that graffiti's facade
for too long have humans wallowed in Sisyphean and secular rituals
note this - extinction happens at regular intervals.
You're humanity's heir! It's up to you to find the key and decide...
to rebirth after Armaggedon or flee to the sky
when you're of age you may return, study this lesson with guile...
because for now we send your soul back to its vessel of a child.
Feeling light-headed and dizzy, his mind lazily works
and unbeknownst to him...
a new friend stands behind Adam - he's understated in worth
the key inside the doll on his skateboard holds the fate of the earth.




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