We
eat what we have made
A
burning repast of steel, coal, oil, aluminum and innocent
flesh
and bone
We
eat and laugh and laud abundance
in
clever circulatory ways
We
move the dials of speed and of time
making
light of eternity and of vastness
We
are larger than the largest
Our
grand freedom has enchained the world
We
are bad children
who
will never escape Mother
Even
now her slow smoldering hands reach out
to
scorch and to smother our rebellious nonchalance