Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Before the iceberg hits

The only thing
Anybody can really do
Is start over
Feeding the infernal
Machine that runs
Inside of us,
Fueling all our needs
Before we feed
Our desires
The way
coal stokers feed
the insatiable mouths
of vast ships
Sailing over dangerous seas
Hoping we don’t run into
Any more icebergs
Along the way,
When we almost
Always do

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