Afterlife
John C., April beams warm worn Afterlife
Streets, sprouting bluebonnets and sunflowers
Drown in soaked napkins and crushed cola cans,
Baked plastic bottles sailing with Cowell's
Down flooded alleyways, brick walls weaved
With purple and turquoise wires, windows shoot
Nocturnal lights, kids eat, sleep and rerun
Scenes of wars past, talks with lovers distant…
Cowell's gut fizzing with coke and rum, bayou
Buzzing, teaming with mutant tadpoles and
Splashing toxic waste- he walked alleyways
Like tightropes inhaling corporate rot
Every second step through millennial
Hubs, above matte grey Legion drones dock re-
Purposed rooftops, dregs below emerge from
Titian smog, silhouettes turned entities.
Youthful drones flowed around his misty
path,
Kids 18-23 frolicking
Radioactive urban forests, pale
LED beams bled past eerie ember
Smog revealing fresh scars, bloodshot eyes, smoke
Released from tortured lungs, blurs of blue, blonde,
Violet hair-bzzzt- Cowell's radar showed Aims
Location, he looked back for a second–
"go"...
Flaming swords depart expelling girls in
White faux coats, Aims nestled on outdoor bar
Awaiting Melody to make one more
Drink for Historia roads, under sky
Blue bulbs her pale hands shake vanilla bean
Ice cream and frosty bourbon, twenty fluid
Ounces packed in teal acrylic bliss, Pink
Sector daylight commences, car lights splash
Against waking Eden walls, Aims takes a
Sip, pink Coupe Deville twin muscle engine,
Space fins streaking rouge as it stalked him,
Marble seats invite, car keys ignite, UI
Sparks like a storm in ones palm, tires spit gray
Chunks of asphalt behind, 5 a.m Pink
City once flushed with radioactive
Sin now an Exodus of entities.
Droplets slide slowly like sweat across Coupe's
Tinted windshield, Aims asleep, boots rest on
Silver lined dashboard, wayfaring caustic
Roads where suburban outskirts remain, rain
Tore digital tint, glitched static, streaks
Strike, skip, buzz sweet white noise, Terra
Inc. bill-
Boards project clips of Afterlife's defense
Against Old Regime's FINAL MARCH, faces
Of kids no older than 25 flash,
Holographic commemorations turn
To cyan blurs, empty road, morning flares
Like smoky laser beams land, glimmering
Asphalt scatters pearly license plate shine-
Bzzzt- Aims awoke as his phone dinged, five
Notifications from Cowell's, radar shrieked,
Coupe closing in, AI locating John…
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(1) Doom: https://theprose.com/post/419897/doom
(2) Historia: https://theprose.com/post/424698/historia
(3) Oblivion: https://theprose.com/post/426993/oblivion
(4) Oceanside: https://theprose.com/post/428493/oceanside
(5) Apocalypse: https://theprose.com/post/432306/apocalypse
(6) Entity: https://theprose.com/post/435150/entity
(7) Academy [doesn’t really count but it exists]: https://theprose.com/post/454455/academy
(8) Timeless: https://theprose.com/post/485400/timeless
(9) Eden: https://theprose.com/post/503844/eden
(10) Legion: https://theprose.com/post/525083/legion
(11) Afterlife: https://theprose.com/post/525696/afterlife
(12) Hellfire: https://theprose.com/post/530083/hellfire
(13) Deliverance: https://theprose.com/post/612211/deliverance