Surprised, the
beach met the slick,
Quickly it leached
and was sick
Agonized the ritual
became,
Blacker than the
slow spreading stain,
A tower tall, a
symbol,
Want meets want you
understand the angle
Soon all our
islands will be ocean
A unity to replace
isolation
Incision, the skin
of the woods,
A hemorrhage of
profitable blooms.
Those rivers run
with crude in their veins
Over run with a
fast flowing shame.
A fraying flag, a
symbol,
Need leads need you
understand the angle
The land gifted
from the ocean
You look for
patterns and only feel separation
The explosion, the
body is ripped,
A confusion calls
the core of the breach
Yet willingly the
torrents unfold
Answering fast to
the challenge imposed.
A might profit, a
symbol,
Like finds like and
will circle around to find you,
No blood promise stain to hold you
The rupture, the
gape of the mouth,
A grizzly jaw sucks
deep from the spout,
Machinery for the
mineral dance
A choreographed
breed and advance.
A highway long, a
symbol
Coast to coast the
greedy engines rumble
Encroaching web,
industrialization
Corrosion, the
bubbling of rocks,
A gaping yawn of
fracturing blocks
Cast aside, the
kingdom became
Toxified for a
paper exchange.
An exiled mother, a
symbol
A clearing in the
woods the fractured kingdom crumbles
Boom follows bust
as oily claws tears the dust
Consumer, the shock
of the mouth
A yawning hole
below an insatiable snout
Gulping quick from
the emptying trough
Picking clean from
the fields to the shops.
The latest trend, a
symbol
The fallacy of
wealth, the junk that gets you tangled.
The land uttered
slowly bound and strangled
Delusion and the
grandeur of growth
Oily spills paid
from the sea where they float,
Monetize for the
profit today
Swallowed whole
from the table we’ve laid
A company logo, a
sigil
Branded approval,
you understand the angle
It’s all about you
and the want that you’re tangled.
Dan O’Neill © 2013
