Poem Zero

maybe the ones who have left

us early by the malice of their own

hand knew what matters most:

procreation; the evolution of

planetary life amply illuminated, steeled

to survive in our natal fount or

with mastery of the universe poised

at the precipice of infinitude.

the greatest of these is escape

abandonment of the world one

has been born to 

and from.

because: 
carbon

 avarice

 religion

atheism

swarm behavior

there is no heaven

for:
practice makes perfect

preppers will kill you

one good turn deserves another

dust to dust

white sky

mystery

tribes

due to:
8 billion humans

5 billion years

smokey the bear

ember orange horizon

super volcano

chicxulub

since:
science

orbital decay

copernicus-gallilei-keppler-newton

rutherford-bohr-einstein

fermi-oppenheimer-hawking

"war is hell"

"mars needs women"

 

as:
reality trumps fantasy

euphoria is temporary

mortality is enough

i'm writing a poem that no one will read

i'm writing an ur-poem

poetry has never existed  

because I'm writing a poem.

©2015 by Michael Jones