get up, get out, get busy
engage, revel in the ephemera,
the beauty that is everywhere,
that won’t be here tomorrow
—the author does not lie
Our faces, dripping from the bricks
of alleyways, were to the ground,
their surfaces hidden as much as
they could be with our waxen hands.
Nothing lasts. Nothing ever did.
Not in this city. The concrete blown
roadside and into the tall, craven
structures through chutes by the hard-
hatted battalions downed the most
Our faces, dripping from the bricks
of alleyways, were to the ground,
their surfaces hidden as much as
they could be with our waxen hands.
Nothing lasts. Nothing ever did.
Not in this city. The concrete blown
roadside and into the tall, craven
structures through chutes by the hard-
hatted battalions downed the most
vulnerable. It’s not that our armed
services crew were particularly sloppy.
Just that, when viewed from great
distances, things that could be discerned
through the magnification systems from
the perimeters of galaxies afar were always
the ones mostly likely to be targeted.
When such things would burst into
miniature tornadoes dense with
shrapnel and molecular concrete,
the living beings would dance as if
to impress greater powers, divinities,
gods that did not exist, believing their
hotshot means of showcasing their
personalized look at me’s might
eliminate the imminent danger,
would postpone their ultimate and
immediate demise.
Just that, when viewed from great
distances, things that could be discerned
through the magnification systems from
the perimeters of galaxies afar were always
the ones mostly likely to be targeted.
When such things would burst into
miniature tornadoes dense with
shrapnel and molecular concrete,
the living beings would dance as if
to impress greater powers, divinities,
gods that did not exist, believing their
hotshot means of showcasing their
personalized look at me’s might
eliminate the imminent danger,
would postpone their ultimate and
immediate demise.
