Monday, October 29, 2012

An anti-civ poem to start the week

A reduction in magnification,

and the rush-hour traffic becomes a sprawling
colony of internal combustion parasites,
insatiable insects with gas-pump
proboscises caught in a repetitive motion
daily back-and-forth
ritual two-step
following the genetic commands of an unseen queen,

a deadly planetary infection,
a pox human
raising puss-swollen lumps of landfill and
cities like a scaly contagious rash:
global warming fever blisters.

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