Arctic melted
New York went Atlantis
six headed fish rule
where once the three peice suited man
walked proud and confident
Polar Bears and penguins
huskies and innuit indians
iceland, norway, and on and on
all gone, baby, gone
in our sleep
without noticing
we nailed the animals to crosses
and burned them on our lawns
we flew like poisen spewing hawks
killing across the earth
spreading silent death with our vacations
our need to explore the wildnerness killing it
we laughed bitter over the cruel fucking ironies
the cults take us over in the end
hypno-words of an apocolypse
with the forgiveness of a god
brings us to ecstasy
we drink the laced kool aide
pull plastic bags over our heads
go out on dreams of a glorious mind
with a golden plan
too immense to fit
into our flesh
copywrite 2006 john scott ridgway
Friday, August 11, 2006
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