Monument

Three minutes of our life is wasted
how quickly
the ground breaks beneath us
pillars once
monumental turn to dust
like pollen
resinating eye wear
huge pieces
of science plummeting
down upon our heads
cover our ears, we should not hear
this sound: 8.0
we are now shoreline property
we are Noah’s Ark
on the tip of iceberg: Titanic
Exxon’s animals.

Advertisements

Ocean

Beneath the sea
we hold our breath
we swim, we think
we can escape death

born into
aquatic hell
we think we rule
but only dwell

and we return
life after life
a fish, the sea
husband and wife.