TEMPLATE

TEMPLATE

and there
      we have it

Adam and Eve
our prize pair
hand in hand as
buildings explode
destroying
    the capitalist economy

breaking the first law
of Fight Club
by being
in a film about it

not keeping us waiting
all that long
     here they are locked
in an embrace
alien DNA hybridizing them
as the film
leaves us
teasingly with it quietly unresolved
whether humanity will
survive or this,
somewhat strange, slightly unearthly love
will be their
seemingly doomed relationship’s
salvation, and this
being the case will be,
as the very
title of the film
suggests,
our annihilation

i can imagine A and E
constantly being
reinterpreted, rediscovered,
rewritten, revolutionized,
forever looping
through (and across) time
shuffling the card decks that
determine
       class, genus
and genre

transformed into the new
archetypes here
to dictate
   all our templates

even as
   we bear them, carry them
ahead of us, with us,
there
   to inscribe
a perfect palimpsest of
every broken connection,
relationship and
     association of our kind


LOVERS

LOVERS

millions
were making love
when the bomb
dropped

a fat few megatons
vaporized them instantly

moment when
dream and desire
annihilated themselves

love and death
in dark exactitude
of intensity
    so mirroring each
other

as if the species
was fucked from the moment it began

but
the poem still here

jury out
clock still ticking

lifetimes of love
still to resolve