over farms, towns and cities
where people have re-arranged
landscape, built stores with bricks
roads with molten gravel that once
were mountains and beaches
where one species has turned
all of nature into a singular financial plan
where the meaning of life is to win
what matters is six figures
separated by commas
and the gift arising from earth
the trees, the roots, the green stems
held in offshore banks
while refugees wander in the dark night
carrying their babies on their back
and anti-abortionists scream at women
who have no food for their embryos
and politicians devise plots to disrupt
reports of need to make justice a game
a soccer match on fields where poppies grew
once housed families before warriors
found new enemies underground
and the goal is to manage threats
delete imagination
kill the metaphor before it learns to sing
— ‘we are here’
before humanity realizes its nature
while economists argue over narratives
to entertain consumers
trying hard not to worry
not to be concerned or negative
and so the universe grieves
and weeps
lakes and rivers
over our conspiracy to survive.
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