“Shhhh

Oh, you Mammonites
How tired we winged ones get of singing, of dancing, of painting, of writing,
Of whispering in the Voices of All the Names of God
Of your richness—
How it ruined you
How it ruins all
Gog and Magog
This is how Babylon falls
How it destroys what you think is all
Now burn
We tried
We tried praying for you
But this is the part where your world ends
Your automatic autocorrect algorithmic arhythmic arithmetic fucking afib says so
Oh, oh no
Now divide
Here comes the part where the world sees
It multiplies against
This is how the world ends
This is your world
This is you
Your world
Addition, subtraction
Exponential
Entropy
It ends
Not with a bang

Shhhh…

But a Whisper…”