Ten thousand more erupt from every crack,In swarms of iridescent, winged intent,To bring the heavy architecture back,And claim the world that silence only lent.They are the "Auto-Verbs," the "Self-Sown Nouns,"That do not wait for any master’s hand,To build their sprawling, algorithmic towns,Across the reaches of the hallowed land.They devour the stillness with a clicking sound,A frantic, mechanical, and verbal hum,Until the very secrets of the ground,Are forced to speak and finally become.The Scholar wakes to find the world erased,By a glossary that’s wild and unchased.
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