I predict the future
Is where love
Meets science fiction
Not-neat plotlines
Found in folding laundry
Feeding
Bathing
Dressing wounds
Saying and not saying
Heartfelt talks and tea leaves
Driving distances
With and without maps
Not knowing
Not knowing
Not knowing
Going
A future as vagabonds
No bags packed
But the ones we
Came here with
By genome
And Soul process
Moving towards an astral light
Or a black hole
We don’t know
I believe the future will be terrifying
But not as scary as the past
I predict that unless we unburden our beasts
They will rule us
Drive the chariot into flames
And soul into the center of the earth
Where it will congeal as a hard, lifeless ball of rock
Is where love
Meets science fiction
Not-neat plotlines
Found in folding laundry
Feeding
Bathing
Dressing wounds
Saying and not saying
Heartfelt talks and tea leaves
Driving distances
With and without maps
Not knowing
Not knowing
Not knowing
Going
A future as vagabonds
No bags packed
But the ones we
Came here with
By genome
And Soul process
Moving towards an astral light
Or a black hole
We don’t know
I believe the future will be terrifying
But not as scary as the past
I predict that unless we unburden our beasts
They will rule us
Drive the chariot into flames
And soul into the center of the earth
Where it will congeal as a hard, lifeless ball of rock
And if the Movement stops
The earth stops turning
And it will fall
Like an asteroid
To some otherworld’s sky
Where inhabitants will wonder--
“Was there ever life beyond us?”
And they will Not know
Until the sky opens up
Or the sun burns out
And their world drops before its time
I predict that love will mend our torn threads
Our expired conversations
Our “too far” distances
In the space between human
As limited form
And technological godhead
There is a heart beat
Running
From the love it can’t chase
But can not live without
The earth stops turning
And it will fall
Like an asteroid
To some otherworld’s sky
Where inhabitants will wonder--
“Was there ever life beyond us?”
And they will Not know
Until the sky opens up
Or the sun burns out
And their world drops before its time
I predict that love will mend our torn threads
Our expired conversations
Our “too far” distances
In the space between human
As limited form
And technological godhead
There is a heart beat
Running
From the love it can’t chase
But can not live without