(an SOS threads the apocalypse)
Baby, I think I’m capsizin’...
The waves are risin’ and risin’
—lyrics by Marvin Gaye & David Ritz (Sexual Healing, Marvin Gaye, 1983)
earth to star jones
upon some contemplation
come in star jones
it has become abundantly clear that
this will likely be
my last transmission
among the moments that led up to the apocalypse
there is one from which, significantly
there could be no turning back
do you copy?
. . . .
no idea if you copy
that was the last [muffled, indecipherable]
star?
day [muffled, indecipherable] we—
that is all
good luck
among the moments that led up to the apocalypse
there is one from which, significantly
there could be no turning back
do you copy?
. . . .
no idea if you copy
that was the last [muffled, indecipherable]
star?
day [muffled, indecipherable] we—
that is all
good luck
go with god
