Flash cuts through broken panes
Green wakes on cold steel veins
I am Bryum on the I-beam
Drinking photons slow and clean
Rhizoids grip the flaking paint
Morning comes without complaint
Guard boots crunch on spore-dust floor
His beam sweeps where I spread more
Each pass feeds my quiet war
Light writes code I store
Verdant rust on girders deep
Spores catch light while city sleeps
No roots needed just air and time
Turn orange decay to living rhyme
Hypnum carpets rivet rows
Where cooling water used to flow
Protonema threads the bolt holes tight
Weaving green through winter night
Guard boots crunch on spore-dust floor
His beam sweeps where I spread more
Each pass feeds my quiet war
Light writes code I store
Verdant rust on girders deep
Spores catch light while city sleeps
No roots needed just air and time
Turn orange decay to living rhyme
Sphagnum drinks condensation
Holds ten times its weight in patience
Polytrichum stands like sentinels
Guarding damp citadels
He thinks he watches over steel
But I watch him I watch him heal
His flashlight dies at five AM
I photosynthesize again
Verdant rust on girders deep
Spores catch light while city sleeps
No roots needed just air and time
Turn orange decay to living rhyme
Marchantia fans on concrete skin
Thallus lobes where cracks begin
Gemmae cups catch every drop
We never hurry we never stop
Verdant rust on girders deep
Spores catch light while city sleeps
No roots needed just air and time
Turn orange decay to living rhyme
Turn orange decay to living rhyme
Green eats the grey steel frame
Green stays green claims
