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ecology and capitalism
883 google said
no more alchohol
says the bee mom
no more buzzing and
poisoning and
we have only one life
only one only
one annoying body prop
but it doesn't have to be
i am stung
with a tiny globe of bone
vibrating my insides
straight from mars
shitting my altruism
listening to alien cow music
with emo men, damn
we are all stoners
i am still waiting for you
to talk to me about
your personal take on
ecology and capitalism
and the plight of bees
we are all drawing this map
with pollution bells ringing
weeee-oooooowwwwwwww
and the car alarm bird shining
and at least neonicatinoid
pesticide use banning is happening
in europe
for two years
at least
(put that on the map)
(put it in poured concrete
in the shape of a turtle
like turtle earth, like that)
(ok)
i can't howl because i am smoking
i can't moon with my sisters
because i am creating a facsimile
of my face out of internet, not
a beehive made of skin
i am letting the rum soak my table
drawing goofy breasts on a cactus
with my homies
we are from earth
i asked google
what's the earth's area code?
883 google said
and what is the population of humans?
it fluctuates, says google
it fluctuates
but it is around seven billion
one hundred and eighteen million
four hundred and fifteen thousand
three hundred and thirty
(now) i am a planet
hurrying along in the interstellar
atmosphere and i try to comprehend
a hawk? or a mouth? i remember
the moon from the universe
or, i remember everything that is
contained within me
the way that you remember
your village
in nebraska
with a population of one
you
when people send you letters...
what am i saying
no-one sends you letters
they send them to me,
and i read them to you,
and here's one now
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