Cluster 8 – a poem

written by Lior Nønne Malue Hansen

We opened box upon box

Allowing the sediments 

Of your fragmented collection

Of culturally wrapped natural material 

To pollenize the ruin in the make

Of our (con)temporary hive mind

We layed out all of our perceptions 

On a thousand broken plateaus 

In an effort to connect the dots

We puzzled them into an imagery

That felt like a bad compromise 

With Deleuze as our tour guide 

The rhizome unfolded

An incomplete data set 

Set out to date 

A point in time forever lost