This Poem Series... Found Poetry loosely based upon Apple TV series "Extrapolations" and blended with real-life happenings. Thanks for indulging:) More about "Extrapolations" here: https://www.imdb.com/title/tt13821126/
“It’s really, really tough to be honest with people without scaring the hell out of them.”
Too much of our world in too much pain as we crawl out of pandemic hiding into an
Apoplectic wasteland, the speed with which fiction overtakes fact is astonishing;
but the speed at which fiction becomes fact is unfortunately
even more astonishing and dire.
2 degrees too many for too many years. Too many burning balls of fire rein
down on too many no-rain days; a million days too many.
Was this what happened to Mars?
Too many garbage piles. Too many rising oceans overturning too many lives.
Too many droughts inciting too many fires and riots,
over too many injustices. Not enough water for too many every-bodies.
Good thing our Economy is healthy; Nothing is free.
Using the pool water to put out the forest fires as wildfires rage on
every continent. And there is not enough pool water,
or streams or rivers or lakes or puddles, and not enough space
or clean air or food. Fuck Hope!
Let’s build more -- amidst a time of crisis & environmental displacement;
Build more towers and parking lots and malls and condos,
and pack in the herd like tins of sardines. Why haven’t we done something?
Too many people doing too many nothings –
until there is nothing left to save, and no reason left to bother.
2 degrees will cook our planet will cook us all.
Too many couldn’t be bothered to act for too many reasons.
It’s time to be tough. It’s time to scare the hell out of people.
This is our only home. There is no Planet B.
I want to know nothing. I want to know everything.
And Corporate’s getting nervous.
No more elephants and only 1 humpback whale.
Too many summer hearts from too many orange days.
If it turns yellow, you must mellow.
If it turns red, think happy things instead. Red means dead.
We’ve all became lost, and we’ve fallen away off course;
We’re running out of time.
“And whenever you feel sad or lonely,
just imagine Gustav Mahler communicating with you from another
place and time before this one” she said once
when the Earth was vibrant & hopeful.
I’m sure you’d do the same for me wouldn’t you?
Do we understand that we can die from a sunny day?
Broken heart days – The world makes us sick
because we made the world sick.
If you are receiving this, please respond please respond –
in this place in this now.
We, who are us, share the world; when it becomes less, so do we.
1 for yes, 2 for no – Are you in heaven? Is there heaven? When Earth is hell?
It’s time to be tough. It’s time to scare the hell out of people.
This is our only home. There is no Planet B.
(April 28/29. 2023)
Too much of our world in too much pain as we crawl out of pandemic hiding into an
Apoplectic wasteland, the speed with which fiction overtakes fact is astonishing;
but the speed at which fiction becomes fact is unfortunately
even more astonishing and dire.
2 degrees too many for too many years. Too many burning balls of fire rein
down on too many no-rain days; a million days too many.
Was this what happened to Mars?
Too many garbage piles. Too many rising oceans overturning too many lives.
Too many droughts inciting too many fires and riots,
over too many injustices. Not enough water for too many every-bodies.
Good thing our Economy is healthy; Nothing is free.
Using the pool water to put out the forest fires as wildfires rage on
every continent. And there is not enough pool water,
or streams or rivers or lakes or puddles, and not enough space
or clean air or food. Fuck Hope!
Let’s build more -- amidst a time of crisis & environmental displacement;
Build more towers and parking lots and malls and condos,
and pack in the herd like tins of sardines. Why haven’t we done something?
Too many people doing too many nothings –
until there is nothing left to save, and no reason left to bother.
2 degrees will cook our planet will cook us all.
Too many couldn’t be bothered to act for too many reasons.
It’s time to be tough. It’s time to scare the hell out of people.
This is our only home. There is no Planet B.
I want to know nothing. I want to know everything.
And Corporate’s getting nervous.
No more elephants and only 1 humpback whale.
Too many summer hearts from too many orange days.
If it turns yellow, you must mellow.
If it turns red, think happy things instead. Red means dead.
We’ve all became lost, and we’ve fallen away off course;
We’re running out of time.
“And whenever you feel sad or lonely,
just imagine Gustav Mahler communicating with you from another
place and time before this one” she said once
when the Earth was vibrant & hopeful.
I’m sure you’d do the same for me wouldn’t you?
Do we understand that we can die from a sunny day?
Broken heart days – The world makes us sick
because we made the world sick.
If you are receiving this, please respond please respond –
in this place in this now.
We, who are us, share the world; when it becomes less, so do we.
1 for yes, 2 for no – Are you in heaven? Is there heaven? When Earth is hell?
It’s time to be tough. It’s time to scare the hell out of people.
This is our only home. There is no Planet B.
(April 28/29. 2023)
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ONCE UPON A TIME
there was a world built out of hope & faith.
Dead crabs on beaches;
Dead souls in streets;
Flooded churches falling over crumbling cliffs
into rising oceans from melting glaciers.
Oh, do you know there’s a future?
Are you certain? Because I’ve not heard good things.
The sanctuary is a swimming pool;
Everyone’s leaving.
We’re good. Surely they aren’t going to let us disappear?
Radioactive sun and poison mosquitoes;
It’s too hot out to hate people these days.
It’s better to be on the first boat out of town than on the one that never left.
A spiritual first responder taking care of people who are drowning in a riptide of magma and great despair – Why is God doing this to us?
And, if it is not God, then what lies have we been fed to believe
by leaders who want us complacent and unknowing?
Look at how badly they’ve fucked everything up!
There’s always hope…
But the sun has seared my skin.
I’m blistered and broken;
I’ve come undone.
Politicians run amok; politics –
nothing you’d ever want to get involved in;
Nobody wins if we were to sink beneath the waves.
Why isn’t God stopping this? Or the better question is –
why aren’t we stopping any of this?
Maybe it’s because humans suck.
Who cares? – another shelter shut;
Not to be a dick, but the homeless where already homeless… can’t
they do that anywhere?
Not everything can be saved.
For someone to win, another must lose, soooooo……?????
I did what needed to be done.
For all of you. (But not you or you or you.)
Our cities now float on the bodies of the poor.
Even the privatized rich bitches need to evacuate;
Hurricanes and floods don’t care
who has found higher ground and who is floundering
in the current that is stronger than faith & hope.
Should we maybe just silently sink below the waves?
At this point, what more is there?
None of this makes any sense to me.
But I’m glad I’m alive.
I’m glad you’re alive.
It’s up to us to choose to save our world.
There is no Planet B.
(May 5/6, 2023)
there was a world built out of hope & faith.
Dead crabs on beaches;
Dead souls in streets;
Flooded churches falling over crumbling cliffs
into rising oceans from melting glaciers.
Oh, do you know there’s a future?
Are you certain? Because I’ve not heard good things.
The sanctuary is a swimming pool;
Everyone’s leaving.
We’re good. Surely they aren’t going to let us disappear?
Radioactive sun and poison mosquitoes;
It’s too hot out to hate people these days.
It’s better to be on the first boat out of town than on the one that never left.
A spiritual first responder taking care of people who are drowning in a riptide of magma and great despair – Why is God doing this to us?
And, if it is not God, then what lies have we been fed to believe
by leaders who want us complacent and unknowing?
Look at how badly they’ve fucked everything up!
There’s always hope…
But the sun has seared my skin.
I’m blistered and broken;
I’ve come undone.
Politicians run amok; politics –
nothing you’d ever want to get involved in;
Nobody wins if we were to sink beneath the waves.
Why isn’t God stopping this? Or the better question is –
why aren’t we stopping any of this?
Maybe it’s because humans suck.
Who cares? – another shelter shut;
Not to be a dick, but the homeless where already homeless… can’t
they do that anywhere?
Not everything can be saved.
For someone to win, another must lose, soooooo……?????
I did what needed to be done.
For all of you. (But not you or you or you.)
Our cities now float on the bodies of the poor.
Even the privatized rich bitches need to evacuate;
Hurricanes and floods don’t care
who has found higher ground and who is floundering
in the current that is stronger than faith & hope.
Should we maybe just silently sink below the waves?
At this point, what more is there?
None of this makes any sense to me.
But I’m glad I’m alive.
I’m glad you’re alive.
It’s up to us to choose to save our world.
There is no Planet B.
(May 5/6, 2023)
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Imminent Danger/ The Face of God (from an Internet Café.)
There are decisions that we are asked to make in our lifetimes.
Decisions that in previous times, would have been left to the Gods.
Where are the Gods, now?
Population
Control
Oh
(It’s Father’s Day.
Can’t imagine why he isn’t here.
Because he’s a goofball.) And, speaking of fuck ups…
They don’t know how badly we fucked it up.
Climate change is like a bear, and
we’ve all been in the ring with the bear
for quite some time…
Oh, pssst, by the way… the bears certainly know how badly we fucked it up.
None of this makes any sense.
I’m erasing all of it. If only
If we could turn back time…
We’d probably do it all over again. Oh
Leafs are losing. Oh
yeah, they would be…
Oh, she’s not answering.
Oh, It’s hot outside. Let’s have a BBQ.
Could use a friendly face;
I know that if we work together, we can sort it all out.
There are better ways – even you must see that? Oh, there are
And if the billionaires this century gave birth to would have focused on them Instead
of proving their manhood by shooting (their) rockets into space,
then we would not be here now. Oh,
the problem is bigger than the weight of the sun.
We’ve treated this planet like an all-you-can-eat buffet for 250+ years and now we have T-250 to live before we implode in on our very own stupidity vomit. Oh.
“You alone – up there – not going to solve the problem,” says the Problem…
Our trusty Leaders will simply set another goal & oh sign another treaty & then
move the goal/ignore the treaty. Oh. It’s fine.
The real reckless experiment is the one civilization is wrecking – and nobody can claim they didn’t know – many science fiction novels are as accurate as Nostradamus -- they have predicted our present wreck-full predicament.
Are we going to solve the problem or are we going to sit IDLE idling until the problem solves us?
Maybe it was the sun and we’ll all be dead in 8 minutes?!
It wasn’t us:
Russia’s blaming India, India’s blaming China, Iran’s blaming Pakistan, and everyone blames the U.S.
(O Canada says, “Sorry, eh!”) It seems it’s all gone tits over peach baskets.
Oh The world is a fine place &
worth fighting for.
But you can’t fight for the world if you’re not here.
And we’re not Gods.
We’re just parents & children.
What’s going to happen now? Oh, I don’t know. Nobody does.
There is NO PLANET B
(Fading image of Permanent Oh Face – Botox face - Hollywood actress on HD TV because I’m s-O watching too much Apple TV)
(Also, Oh, h-O-pe)
(May 12, 2023)
There are decisions that we are asked to make in our lifetimes.
Decisions that in previous times, would have been left to the Gods.
Where are the Gods, now?
Population
Control
Oh
(It’s Father’s Day.
Can’t imagine why he isn’t here.
Because he’s a goofball.) And, speaking of fuck ups…
They don’t know how badly we fucked it up.
Climate change is like a bear, and
we’ve all been in the ring with the bear
for quite some time…
Oh, pssst, by the way… the bears certainly know how badly we fucked it up.
None of this makes any sense.
I’m erasing all of it. If only
If we could turn back time…
We’d probably do it all over again. Oh
Leafs are losing. Oh
yeah, they would be…
Oh, she’s not answering.
Oh, It’s hot outside. Let’s have a BBQ.
Could use a friendly face;
I know that if we work together, we can sort it all out.
There are better ways – even you must see that? Oh, there are
And if the billionaires this century gave birth to would have focused on them Instead
of proving their manhood by shooting (their) rockets into space,
then we would not be here now. Oh,
the problem is bigger than the weight of the sun.
We’ve treated this planet like an all-you-can-eat buffet for 250+ years and now we have T-250 to live before we implode in on our very own stupidity vomit. Oh.
“You alone – up there – not going to solve the problem,” says the Problem…
Our trusty Leaders will simply set another goal & oh sign another treaty & then
move the goal/ignore the treaty. Oh. It’s fine.
The real reckless experiment is the one civilization is wrecking – and nobody can claim they didn’t know – many science fiction novels are as accurate as Nostradamus -- they have predicted our present wreck-full predicament.
Are we going to solve the problem or are we going to sit IDLE idling until the problem solves us?
- BOOM! -- What was that?
Maybe it was the sun and we’ll all be dead in 8 minutes?!
It wasn’t us:
Russia’s blaming India, India’s blaming China, Iran’s blaming Pakistan, and everyone blames the U.S.
(O Canada says, “Sorry, eh!”) It seems it’s all gone tits over peach baskets.
Oh The world is a fine place &
worth fighting for.
But you can’t fight for the world if you’re not here.
And we’re not Gods.
We’re just parents & children.
What’s going to happen now? Oh, I don’t know. Nobody does.
There is NO PLANET B
(Fading image of Permanent Oh Face – Botox face - Hollywood actress on HD TV because I’m s-O watching too much Apple TV)
(Also, Oh, h-O-pe)
(May 12, 2023)
What is happening, right now?
Something exploded in the sky.
And crashed on the Queensway.
The 403 is jumbled,
and the Skyway is squelched.
Can’t breath drive into oblivion;
Not breathing is the new normal -- It’s just the way we are now.
(At market in the not-so-distant future)
“Come get your drought-resistant seeds…”
“Pay for your clean air Hookah – only twenty-five dol-lar!”
“Rice for you, for only 50!”
And it’s not even real rice; it’s that synthetic crap,
but you can eat it, so, it’s good.
Is it? Everyone I know has some kind of cancer
and half are dying.
People end up storing away parts of themselves
until they are non-existent.
Storage reduction. Lost Memories.
Don’t worry – you won’t even notice they’re gone.
That’s the beauty of forgetting. What?!
Nothing.
Happily, ever after like the movies.
It won’t go the way you want it never does.
We’re each so insignificant that no one even knows that we exist;
Except Karma balance.
I aim to do more good; carrying on the mission.
“What? Why?”
Fuck you, man. I believe in things, alright?!
Rains could come back. It might snow.
The world isn’t necessarily going to end, okay?
You gotta believe in possibilities – I believe in a happy ending.
Magic Beans.
What if it’s not what you want?
It’s great.
Is it?
It is a Great Mess.
Even if They don’t acknowledge it,
it’s still going to cost trillions of dollars;
And that will decimate Human Society
forever.
There is no Planet B.
There’s just no way to repair the loss of brain cells.
(May 19/20, 2023)
Something exploded in the sky.
And crashed on the Queensway.
The 403 is jumbled,
and the Skyway is squelched.
Can’t breath drive into oblivion;
Not breathing is the new normal -- It’s just the way we are now.
(At market in the not-so-distant future)
“Come get your drought-resistant seeds…”
“Pay for your clean air Hookah – only twenty-five dol-lar!”
“Rice for you, for only 50!”
And it’s not even real rice; it’s that synthetic crap,
but you can eat it, so, it’s good.
Is it? Everyone I know has some kind of cancer
and half are dying.
People end up storing away parts of themselves
until they are non-existent.
Storage reduction. Lost Memories.
Don’t worry – you won’t even notice they’re gone.
That’s the beauty of forgetting. What?!
Nothing.
Happily, ever after like the movies.
It won’t go the way you want it never does.
We’re each so insignificant that no one even knows that we exist;
Except Karma balance.
I aim to do more good; carrying on the mission.
“What? Why?”
Fuck you, man. I believe in things, alright?!
Rains could come back. It might snow.
The world isn’t necessarily going to end, okay?
You gotta believe in possibilities – I believe in a happy ending.
Magic Beans.
What if it’s not what you want?
It’s great.
Is it?
It is a Great Mess.
Even if They don’t acknowledge it,
it’s still going to cost trillions of dollars;
And that will decimate Human Society
forever.
There is no Planet B.
There’s just no way to repair the loss of brain cells.
(May 19/20, 2023)
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