from Steelwindhorse
SWH asked me to post this for him as he is very busy..I wish he would have it means more coming from the poet. So here it is.
Obvious Oblivion
One step at a time into the void we go
Taking time to savor each breath
While the body weaves its sinewy magic
Doing what we do best
Cavort where the wild things are
And best each other in a leap frog
Game of checkers
Overheating the sky like
The burning fires of creation
Every BTU we shed is another minute off our Earth
And Gaia sheds another tear
Washing more ominous jelly fish to the shore
A president eats Chinese food at the tune of $300 Billion
Representing the few
The proud
The machines.
Our children come back in pieces and bags
While others are born into a state of terror
Like we as Yankees will never know
Assuming we are right and running the show
While H1N1 makes me not like bacon?
STD, HIV, 1-2-3 baby you and me
And all I want to do is crawl back to the sea.
Father sun, sister moon make me spin to your cycles
Reminding me that each pulse is a chance to renew
For the one thing I know in my momentary existence
I am here for a reason
Not just a season
Counting like every grain of sand
To make a whole
A part of a universal
Obvious oblivion
11.17.09 steelwindhorse
Obvious Oblivion
One step at a time into the void we go
Taking time to savor each breath
While the body weaves its sinewy magic
Doing what we do best
Cavort where the wild things are
And best each other in a leap frog
Game of checkers
Overheating the sky like
The burning fires of creation
Every BTU we shed is another minute off our Earth
And Gaia sheds another tear
Washing more ominous jelly fish to the shore
A president eats Chinese food at the tune of $300 Billion
Representing the few
The proud
The machines.
Our children come back in pieces and bags
While others are born into a state of terror
Like we as Yankees will never know
Assuming we are right and running the show
While H1N1 makes me not like bacon?
STD, HIV, 1-2-3 baby you and me
And all I want to do is crawl back to the sea.
Father sun, sister moon make me spin to your cycles
Reminding me that each pulse is a chance to renew
For the one thing I know in my momentary existence
I am here for a reason
Not just a season
Counting like every grain of sand
To make a whole
A part of a universal
Obvious oblivion
11.17.09 steelwindhorse
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by Pajarito





