Wednesday, April 21, 2010

My Ecstasy [News Poem, April 21, 2010]

My Ecstasy [News Poem, April 21, 2010]

“... some green movement momentum has been lost, Earth Day supporters agree. But they welcome the debates the day brings... Critics long have accused its organizers of being anti-business or anti-growth. The Washington Post last year characterized the day a “global guilt-fest.””
– MATT CAMPBELL, The Kansas City Star, Wed, Apr. 21, 2010 10:36 PM
http://www.kansascity.com/2010/04/21/1894319/earth-day-finds-itself-in-a-political.html

“Oil fell toward $83 after soaring U.S. inventories signaled demand in the world's top energy user is lagging the recovery in the global economy.”
– Alejandro Barbajosa, Thu Apr 22, 2010 12:00am EDT
http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSTRE6142V820100422

I'll pump 'til my ecstasy ruptures your mantle
And bathes me in puddles of fossilized corpses.
I'll sway in the lamplight as evening approaches
Observing the towers—all empty, yet shining.
I'll dance between raindrops and autos that pass me
And tingle when neon advises a stripper.

My ecstasy poisons the lightbulbs and hookers.
I stumble—a jackass—beneath a coal shadow.
The alley absorbs the low echo of motors.
The moonlight's too distant to rescue this drowner
Awash in an ocean of fossilized corpses—
I'll pump 'till my ecstasy ruptures our mantle.

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3 comments:

  1. Nice how each line from the second stanza retraces the same steps as those from the first in reflective correspondence. Well done!

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  2. Drill baby drill
    I can hear them now
    Drill baby drill
    They want swords, not ploughs
    Drill baby drill
    'Til home come the cows
    Drill baby drill
    All that hell allows

    Drill baby drill
    As far as eyes can see
    Drill baby drill
    The derricks make their plea
    Drill baby drill
    To Ray Irani's glee
    Drill baby drill
    So that we're never free

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