monday morning dry out in the zER0twenty1

"tis like another fall of man"
-shakespeare



i feel my body torn assunder...
muscles, joints, bones splintered
all the king's vodka and all the king's tomato juice
can't put blurry fury back together again
i live in your thank you and cross my fingers
can't quite cry with scales on my eyes
and concrete teeth biting off more than i can spew
i spent all night with the sweet science
dodging jabs and ducking hooks
punched rational thought in the kidneys
and put a cut over the eye of reason
never ask einstein how... only why
all the studies show that the bees are dying
they say we're next! i don't believe the honeytalk
i baked some bread using whole numbers and love
buttered the how side not the why
gonna wash it down with swallowed pride
they say plato is no longer a planet
guess that's an equal and opposite reaction
sat for a while with the july sun
felt the glory of nature all around
secure in the thought that creation didn't happen
it's happening! finches and sparrows rejoice
trying real hard not to make this a love song
for breezes, blondes, and butterflies
i stood with my toes in the andaman sea and said a
prayer turning the beach into my own personal temple
all this wonder isn't bought by chance!
i hereby renounce:
what christians have done to christ
what buddhists have done to buddha
what muslims have done to allah
& what scientists have done to science
take another sip of a Vincent Price bloody mary
and recover from yesterday's church

--vikingo