WAY TO GO

WAY TO GO

world
about to go

hanging by
a thread

huge asteroid impact
calculated

sure
to hit us plumb

but before that
who can rule out
some supervolcano
beating that
piece of space rock
to
the vital punch?

or before
either of these two
bad boys
dare stake
their climb

we smart enough
to forestall them both
take the matter
of extinction
into our own
hot
   thermonuclear hands?

which would be sad
because if it were to be
death
   by asteroid

we would
have all the time
in the world
to plan a farewell party

hit the beach
very day of that monstrously
beautiful tsunami

watch the collapse of
ultimate wave front

leading up to which
so much beer and braai
killer jokes and
fireside philosophy

much car backseat sex
and sudden conversion

all in all
such a way to go

WICKED WAY

WICKED WAY
“Here we are now
entertain us.”
           Nirvana

a meteorite hits
but its the gods
who are angry

or
doing their
housekeeping
sweeping away
loose stones

an asteroid
does damage
but that’s just
the way
of the Universe
blind chance
completely random

a comet is
on its way
we are

totally
  the target

its just
a quantum tease

wave front possibilities
opting for
          neat solution
to our conundrum

sub-atomic, these devils
set to have their wicked way

QUICKLY

QUICKLY

read this poem quickly
we have not much time

an nasteroid/comet/meteorite
is going to
hit this Earth tonight

but even before which
tensions on the planet ensure
the button will
get pressed

failing which a killer virus
has obviously escaped

and then one or two
of the world’s
super
volcanos
is primed to blow
fill the Earth with pyroclastic flow
toxic dust
blot out the sky, the Sun
so, read
this poem
have some fun

best thing to do now
quite frankly

POLITY

POLITY

let me speak
on behalf of all small
creatures

myself having
been  small creature
who survived extincion event

millions of years ago
having grown to the
power that laughs at
they who could not stay
the great lizards

the thunderous power
ever
    expanding power
to destroy this planet
in a moment
on
    a whim
with a single breath

let me speak for the worm
and the millioede, the gnat
and yes, the butterfly

let me speak
      their polity

   their dream of survival,
of creature prosperity

on their behalf
become foreceful, get rhetorical
make a clear case for them

so much
    we owe them in that

should
    not overlook

          in their smallness
   humilitu

let me speak
      for these creatures, lesr
no one speak for them