One planet celebrates continually
Rice-resource remaining un-replenished
Wildlife-flora-fauna on another
Go unseen when ‘eating’ equals ‘being’
One planet on its journey
Fallen among thieves
One planet ‘signifies’ to surface-men
Danger comes upon them deep within
Then we suggest reflective change
‘Cigar-shaped’ craft appear
Cautioning a planet’s smoke-addiction
Some see ‘saucers’ some see ‘discs’
‘Flying Saucer Rock ‘n’ Roll’
A high and lonesome sound
Cat-man crawls jet-black toward the mic
Hauls it on one knee and pounds the floor
Wee-boppa- no’ go’ take this any more!
Bluegrass hubcap spinning in an Appalachian sky
One planet is a war entire
One planet is a war crime
One planet detonates itself
Into two-planet two-caste inhumanity
One planet is an armoured line
Policing its civilians
All senses are on fire
All minds are agitated into action
Evaluation: ‘critical’
Primitive collective combats
Criminal pathology religions might dilute
Except that most are steeped in it
Subtle and invisible the mind
Claiming ‘logic’ while flying beyond it
To visions of wholeness deeply desired
Which appear at night as silver spheres.
Bernard Saint
Illustration: Claire Palmer
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