Pb = Lead
“Give me 26 men of lead, and I will rule the world.”
- Christopher Latham Soles,
inventor of the typewriter
having sliced through mythology
and conquered the vaults of
seducers and saints
the pages crease under
the overwhelming weight:
the recognition of the earth
that still stains the borders
of this page
we are still slaves
to the enduring artifacts
that are sifted by those
whose lives are in the past
these words woven
into the chains of authenticity
this dialect that defines
the outlines of form and function
the freedom that arises
from these repetitive designs
was once burned by curious desire
upon the minds that bore us
when the savior becomes the sinner
the brand is burned upon the mind
we must read our way out
into the uncharted realms
demystified
