Panorama of the Colony

We are glorified ants with pants

who want romance

to numb the sleep-speed of our blue evolution

the oceans

the trashy television shows

the duality of pompous business people

and empty fields in Wyoming.

Do you think there is any hope for us?

I'm laughing and falling down

and ordering another drink.

Do you think God is physics or

is the notion of omnipotence contrived in and of itself?

Something we made up because we are scared?

It's a load of stinky shit

to not feel the spirit of things, though.  People like that

should die.

Glorified ants with pants

paving highways

building up and out

making new islands of trash

playing games

loving parents, children, and family

the biology of blood

reproduction

writing songs and novels

tinkering with chemistry

because our brains are big enough

but it doesn't make anyone a "nice" person.

Glorified ants with pants

sexual fantasies

jerking off

the heat of flesh in youth

those afternoons when oblivion

starts making noises

in your nerves

and the music on the radio keeps slamming

a nail into your heart

until the thing is mashed

and for just a second or two you get why

humans create art

or take that first hit of crack

or blow some stranger in their car

or tip the bartender an extra dollar

or walk into the woods somewhere

and never come back.

Glorified ants with pants.

For me it's smoking a cigarette before dreams.

Lying on my back in bed

maybe during a carefully chosen song

or maybe after reading a book

in May with the window open

a car with a bad muffler

and then just the wind in a tree

the candle by my head burning

the smoke I pull in flowing back out

my mind tracing the day

my soul or whatever that is

feeling thankful for the people I enjoy

my feet feeling the tingle of nicotine

my broken pinky finger healing itself

somewhat crookedly

my exhaustion that I ever convince myself

I am anything besides an organism

intermingled amongst other organisms

on a sphere moving like other spheres

until the thing isn't here.

May 25, 2012  9:28pm

before WY and CO

with Matt, Morgan, Alex, Jake, Lindsay