The wind will hold still that day
the blowing dust will cease scraping our teeth
the lightbulbs will flare out
and flames will snuff themselves
the radio, the TV, the satellites,
the 'net will cease
it's chatter
And if you have borne more than two children
in your lifetime
you're seriously fucked.Cars, planes, trucks will coast
to their final
destination
the encompassing emptiness
will fill our mouths and
evacuate our bowels.Most people will anticipate it
Some who choose to hold
onto suffering will dread it's passing.At the hour of corporate America's passing
the electronic dollars
the missing hymms
the absent sermons
will coalesce into the shadow's dinner jacket
encrusted with Lady Liberty's blood.You and I and all these other breeders
will finally taste the emptiness
it will scream and break our windows for many nights
the emptiness will pass over the refineries
tearing up flags and swallowing gasoline.Our ears will bleed
our eyes will wither dry
and the emptiness will hold trial
over those who
choose suffering.The purple lilly told me
she loved me as much as I loved her
and that the empty was my questthat the coming revolution
would judge me "not-guilty" by reason of insanity
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