Bytes, Bits


Bytes, bits,
molecules, atoms,
us, me,
dancing the tenuous,
forgetting, remembering,
forgetting again,
always a day behind.

Liquid gold gushes through daisy chains
of aluminum alloy tubes.
Disappearing into clouds of CO2
and trips to WalMart.

America, where are you now?
300 million on the precipice
while the greed of the few unknowingly
deposits the biggest of gifts for the multitudes,
the crash.

Wicked, black, viscuous,
buried beneath eons of rock and sand,
liquid remnants of and bringer of extinction
to untold numbers of species.

America, your blinders kill the innocent,
your great society is crumbling beneath
gilded pageantry, golden smokescreen.

Is it too late?
Are we so far into the apple
that we have ingested the parasitic worm?
Has it devoured the little
remaining common sense?

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