One Last Chance

First there is a mountain. Then there is no mountain. Then there is. – Donavan


After sexual subduction


and igneous flirtation,


one would hope not much


would shake our latent core.


We think we can do what we want


as long as we want because we can.

 

Drunken Forest

 The drunken forests swagger


out of the thawing permafrost.


The dog of extinction buries


its bones at their feet.


Like a giant slushy machine,


rivers of ice-melt pump Greenland’s


glaciers into the Gulf Stream.


Holland is building floating houses


and Venice is booking scuba tours of it ruins.


The Earth is warmer now than any time


in the last thousand years. The warmer it gets,


the faster it gets warmer, the warmer it gets.


In less than ten years global warming


will be able to feed off of itself,


snacking on polar bears and caribous


along with thousands of other animals and plants.

Polar Bear Jumping the Ice Floes

 

We see no reason to change. B. P. will take care of us.


Fill the oceans with oil so we can fill our S. U. V.’s.


Turn up the A. C. and bring us more beef.


What more needs to happen before we understand?


There is no time to waste.


Our world flutters like a fly in the silken web of our greed.


 

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