2002-12-05 - 8:30 p.m.
rejuvenated source of limitlessness...
yes, those who traveled far and wide
searching for "oasis of consciousness"
that sheltered rock inwhich to hide
.
grab another one of those
make sure your bag is stronger
don your socks, your shoes, your clothes
this journey might take longer
.
but you don't leave the city
no, you stay where you're put
no longer seeking pity
for the blisters on your foot
.
when all the while the tundra sprawls
the thunder rolls, the water falls
the vibrance hums, the planet spins,
magnetic north draws bobby pins
.
the irish chest is water-logged
there at the bottom of the bog
and dreams of landing on new shores
were lost after she dropped her moors
.
continental plates are moving
plasma's oozing, glaciers grooving
we all waited there in space
potential daughters lost their place
.
for prospect momma stayed in-doors
shooting barbs and smoking spores
and ovulating bio spheres
clung fast until they disappeared
.
unpenetrated, unfulfilled
the house of love, ransacked and spilled
no zygote vessel disembarked
no genesis, no Noah's ark
.
no structure to support design
no crawl, no walk, no welcome sign
just a product of the fall
a breech inside the garden wall
.
a daddy's girl without a dad
society's children all went bad
reactor leaks could not portray
the devastation of the day
.
somewhere in a vacant lot
behind a cemetery plot
and in an inner city park
a tiny sprout climbs through the dark
.
angular angels shaped like trees
kneel upon their root like knees
peering, watching, standing guard
over Dorothy's backyard
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