diamonds within
July 6, 2017
we gaze into
encrusted sky,
keep company
with
half moon
pond.
starlight
ripples in disguise
how can
i know
beyond.
this sky feels
like home –
the air,
from
long ago.
armageddon oops
July 6, 2017
What if it all explodes,
the universe inside
punches through
overwhelming
all existence
above the breach.
What if bricks fly
as leaves in a firestorm,
cellos burn like straw,
fingers napalm
lips like paper.
Will you hail the second coming?
Render freedom irrelevant
July 4, 2017
Keep the masses
occupied –
celebrity
focused.
Feed them
must see
must hear
must play
must have
content.
Imply jobs
are supposed
to suck.
Escape!
Consume!
Normalize
EXCESS,
call it
life’s GOAL.
Believe it
uncool
unpatriotic
to think
otherwise.
Winter Stars – by Sara Teasdale
October 29, 2011
Source: Flame and Shadow (1920)
Illustration by Winifred Bromhall (1925)
