Greetings, dear @d-pend! I'm glad you had time to delight us with this episode of scifi, a sublimated view of the universe from a privileged perspective, living like an implosive process of crystal gems.
[...]wafts of rainbow words imploding,
deflating the earth like a vast balloon..
"Invaders" relates us to a crucial moment in which a monumental display of explosive luminous iridescence occurs during a battle, supported by suggestive images, in which the high gem Bismuth participates:
Vocalizer of chagrin,
builder of bismuth cackles,
acidification
in a momentary cloudburst.
Tongues other than ours:
a barrage of transparent explosives
swim from blasphemous sectors of space
The end is referred to as inconclusive, in full swing, because it translates that gem letters come out between the clouds after the clash of galactic forces.
trickling diaphanous fins,
gemmed hieroglyphics
borne by starred appendages
in gestures of sublimated carbon.
I hope you have a fantastic day. I embrace you infinitely my friend.
Thank you for your rich commentary, @zeleiracordero! The impetus to write this came after reading Octavio Paz in Spanish and then writing in English, myself. I imagined alien tongues so foreign that they would devastate Earthlings' linguistic conceptions completely!
@d-pend,
What did you think of Paz?
He was a complicated guy ... which, in my book, tends to be a good thing (when you think deeply about things , they have a way of becoming complicated). He was to the Spanish-speaking world much as was Orwell to the English-speaking one: a non-ideological idealist, if that's not too much of a contradiction in terms.
Quill
ha,ha,ha... That's funny!