Isn’t it funny how we always have something to fight over,
And it always feels like the end of the world?
But then we change the subject,
And all our old apocalypses
Look silly in comparison.
Then we change subjects again.
Tag: Apocalypse
September Poem 8: The Part Where We Begin the Bidding
We will begin the bidding at fifteen
Hundred dollars. So begin acting on
Instinct as I stare into your left eye.
Many trays of lime juice and salt people
See in his unfinished work were direct
With an upturned plastic cup of your time.
Now, let’s bid on his apocalyptic
Movie franchise speech. A small part of the
Speech. The part that flows so quickly it comes
Out as one long word. The part that pushes
Men through the doorway. The part that began
To ooze a stinking, green puss. The part where
He was hunched and whimpering like a dog.
The part where you deny the evidence.
August Poem 42: Single Payer Healthcare: It Will Only Cost Your Soul
I was seeing its fresh Christian thunder,
Eyes that had seen the millennium set
On deep clay. Wearing what weren’t even
Tamed and pulled closed. The hospital gowns. For
Me, they brought two. The pale horse. Six foot four.
Two hundred and twenty-five pounds of grey
Flesh. Tie one on backwards and one on forwards
To haunt the white halls. To determine the
Bodily apocalypse waging. To
Be wheeled from one bright room to another.
To be prodded with cold instruments. To
Be fed through the center of a spinning
Machine. Modern inquisition to force
My confession. My forced resurrection.
September Poem 10
In reality, we have too much control of electronic devices
From time without the horrible technology.
But be that one in need for charity
Or a person who inly stands to wrong,
They understand life to be too
Structured by assigned instructor
Although the fictional human race is
Being herded toward
An apocalyptic movie franchise.
As neighbors of many science fiction religions,
They warn of an encounter with an evil tech.
Letting technology take a deep breath,
We demonize the term, overlord,
The dangerous aftertaste,
The major gist designed by people
To relax and bring technology into
The Hinduism efficiency chapter.
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