Mass

[Doreen Peri]

And so here we revolve on a planet
revolving around other planets, moons
evolving, solving rotation problems
for each and every planet except
for the ones which have no moons and
so we indulge in mass, eat the body whole
as if it were our own, cannibalism abounding,
blood drunk in a silver chalice, real blood, yeah
real real real real for real man for real and then
afterward, we hurl back to earth via gravity 'cause
that's what's in you and me, all of us 95% water,
thrown down, put down, rock and roll roller coaster
ride, each of us beside ourselves, one and the other,
'cause you look like me and I look like you and this could be
a mass exodus from the planet Earth, your birth just the beginning
of the sinning, so my advice is to get the fuck outa hell, fella!

[Steve Plonk]

A tough minded poem, Doreen, for we eventually are all stardust.