undertaking humanity
I
am reading the news  
the
no hope blues 
broadcast
here 
the
wheelmen snooze 
forge the swords 
to
secure the doors 
to
evolution spirit dwellers
fleshed
mechanicals 
bi-pedal
flowers 
without
the soul component 
to
grow in cages 
while
nature rages 
in
the sanctuary of televisions 
blinding the outsides of windows
we
fit justice as a what is 
and
will be after we seem 
to
be ever-finishing wiping our feet 
with
the rich beauty 
of
never-waking or walking 
we
are just talking heads 
we
delve into these little boxes 
wires
and screens 
the
careens from the smell of things 
we
are over eager to please 
for
accolades instead of accomplishments 
but
not to be too bent 
we’ve
sent men to the Moon 
only
to plant flags of ownership 
of
a lover we forgot to foreplay with 
or
maybe we didn’t forget 
so
much as didn’t get 
the
slow sumptuous build up 
a
divinity in Love needs
no
we dig trenches
weight
benches for muscled 
short
rooted crops 
that
are a constant thirsty brood 
instead
of finding seasonal food 
that
gives us what the land has meant 
to
offer without science leaping ahead 
of
the unquantifiable story of Jack’s beanstalk
no
goose can lay the golden eggs forever 
and
we just might be taking 
our
last roll in the heather
trees
of knowledge be damned 
the
ego is sold in fruit and vegetable stands 
they
say eat me instead and speed ahead 
to
where your limbs are no longer needed 
as
we will soon perfect 
the
wired for sound of
the
disembodied head 
that
can just play fantasy games 
with
the rendering of an absolute 
each
player has infinite lives in here 
and
a short shelf life everywhere else
banished to the next shelf
fitted with boxes of locks 
you see Pandora
knew 
as did Hypathia
and
the others like them 
that
gave humanity knowledge 
to
understand itself as part of something 
that
cannot be conquered 
by
any part of the whole 
so
that we just might keep 
more
than hope in this hole 
we
are digging trying to spy 
any
Heaven in the black 
we
can steal 
for
a bit more light 
in
this ever bright 
dark
world of ours
EJR
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