there was the thing in the sky
that was going to kill us
a great glowing rock
knocked into our orbit
by God’s pool cue—
a random accident
a fateful
conclusion.
the scientists didn’t know if it would kill all life on earth
but it was going to make it difficult to breathe
Anyhow,
plants in caves
might live
and bats, too
if enough insects survived
but you and me
forget it
the president was safe
and his family
a few super-models who couldn’t think very good
they would maintain the symmetrical beauty of the species
intelligence is undesirable
in men
and women
the more intelligent you are
the less likely you will reproduce
I know people believe the opposite is true
but intelligent folks
think things through
sex
is not a forgone conclusion
but a potential problem
that must be solved
there are many unpredictable problems
that could arise from it
like a chain reaction explosion
that creates life
and ends it
the species is selfish
and wants to reproduce
competitive
in nature
running the race
of the human race
faster.
Intelligence
runs slowest of all
because it thinks too much.
You start thinking about your body
and how it makes you a slave.
Most people don’t like intelligence, especially the opposite sex
because they don’t understand it
and people hate
what they don’t understand
they are pleasantly oblivious
to their ignorance
and they think they know everything
or at least,
everything
worth knowing.
So, beauty counts
and nothing would be beautiful
in a couple of days.
The houses that all looked the same
with the people dressed the same
would be covered in dust
like a dirty snow-globe
or a bunch of communists
out of Thomas Moore’s Utopia.
My buddy Scotty was trying to get laid
but even with 36 hours left
no girl wanted to sleep with him
there was no reason
because there was no long-term plan
no long-term future
Scotty was a data-analyst and he had lots of money
but that didn’t matter
Even the prostitutes wouldn’t accept money for sex
they had enough cash to witness the end of the world.
Solar eclipse freaks
were going to Nevada
to witness the impact.
I was stuck at home
with my ailing mother
who frequently complained of her memory loss
it started when I was in 5th grade, and 30 years later, it was true
she only remembered stuff from 20 years ago, and the last five minutes
so, she kept asking me about the object in the sky
and I had to explain to her that we were all going to die
and she kept saying, “It’s beautiful. Oh, God is wonderful to give us something so beautiful to see.”
“But it’s going to kill us, mom.”
“What is?”
“The asteroid.”
But by the time it registered that she was going to die
she forgot all about it
and I decided to start smoking
not that I thought it would help
but that all my favorite authors smoked
and I wanted to feel like them
but it was terrible
It made me realize
the world is full of things that won’t be missed
it takes something special
to have an impact
What most people reach for
is only a novelty.
I watched the stars
with the big one in the sky—
not much is better
on a black night.
You realize
you have to make the journey
alone.
“You make the journey alone..” indeed, we do.
I enjoyed both the poem and the story within. 💙
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Hey thanks for likeing my posts ide love it if you shared one of my posts maybe a poem on your blog !
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The story was an unwinding stairs without a real stair case only broken pieces along the way where you, like all of us will go alone.
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Very interesting analysis! Thanks for the read Wordcipher!
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Most welcome!
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