oxymoronic avalanche of human progress
folding in on itself swallows
the soon dead as energy food feeding
a mob of rolling
served up as the next victim
building block, fuel rod chain reaction
heading for critical mass of the seething godly erection slick
with sex juice and boiling hot, blood hard, plowing through the
steaming flesh of discovery and
salvation straining for the greedy
orgasm of mutually assured
destructive economic meltdowns grasping
gasping at the edge of that
avalanche gaping jaw with the expressway
high speed commuter
lane into the bowels
shitting out new generations of
terminally myopic self-worship
attendees at the motivational massacre with
buddy system hand-jobs.

S.C. Oct. 6 2011