N a p a l m H e a l t h S p a : R e p o r t 2 0 0 6
The world reads icy newspapers
Whatever the politicians say in fine print no longer matters
It's the way the pages will yellow in the end
Finally, we've seen lava seeping through the walls
Finally, we've seen the rains launch upward
If thunder begins inside our own bodies, where will we hide?
They will say the question hasn't been studied enough
They will say the burning sensation is only in our imagination
They're right; and yet where does one go to escape the imagination?
To our deaths, that's where!
From the cemetery, the corpses no longer care what car we drive
The thigh bone in far corner prefers a Ford SUV
The skull on the left loves the roominess of a pickup truck
Even from their graves, the little ones with cancer'd spines
are asking adults for help.
Which Way Does This Bird Fly?
Is this what a modern ghost-town civil war looks like when it's unfolding across the
ornithological neuropathways of
's heartland? America
A virtual conflict fought with corporate logos & internet joysticks so no one keels
hospitals, but thousands of tens perish on asphalt unfinished U.S.
teapot boiling emergency room streets of
While acrobats of
Bolivia, Brazil, Chile, and pilot solar-powered helicopters Venezuela
onto the triangular landing pads of 21st century gymnasium rooftops,
the Bush administration remains mudstuck worried about 2000 and 2004 vote tallies
so is laying a trail of depleted uranium dust to cover its tracks,
's windmills are blowing our lead-lined windowless copters America
back in ahistoric time to the McKinley 19th.
Across the partially beheaded streets of every state in the union, young people have
weathered ROTC anthrax advertising attacks and beaten real or synthetic drums
for peace, housing, healthcare, & carbon sequestration--
In the lobbies of
's most eccentric rainbow drought hotels, songwriters without America
enough guitar strings have penciled tunes for more humane global instruments.
Artists are stepping up after their 5th grade no-child-looks-behind math proficiency
exam to draw pictures of Bush being led out the Yellow House in white candy
Only 18 people in the entire country are willing to be photographed with Cheney!
But somehow an electroshock Occupied Territories Fence has been built along
deserted Election Day alley roads between the smoke-stained halls of
government and the ever-circling computer-hacked will of the people
and it looks impossible to get these guys out the exit door for another three years!
What Christian pastor in his or her right mind would approve the raining down of white
phosphorus at Falluja?
What orthodox or reformed Rabbi would bless Pentagon's El Salvador-style creation
of Shiite death squads roaming back porches of
Could even the most patriotic mosque in
rationalize angry American soldiers America
rounding Iraqis in Abu Sifa or Haditha for vengeful execution?
Is there a Hindu god that can paint over those pictures of hooded electric torture we all
witnessed with our own eyes at Abu Ghraib?
Why does a born-again American president make the Buddhist shrines across
tear & tremble?
How do we get from marching
Times Squarerecruiting station and playing Hammerstein
Ballroom antiwar piano to a newly paved policy road for
How many Americans would risk crossing the Democracy Wall without proper
documents to join a Movement of the Democratic Left?
Sitting to Praise
I am sitting down at my kitchen table
to write a praise poem
for the people of my country--
the people and the oceans--
some of the people,
the oceans future-cleansed.
I am sitting to celebrate the way Americans
have responded since 9/11
by recognizing the value of each human life--
only that's not what really happened.
But it happened for many Americans,
so I'm celebrating you--
you know who you are.
The Morning After
The morning after Bush's State of the Union speech,
his energy secretary announced that his promise
to reduce reliance on mid-East oil 75% by 2025
wasn't to be taken literally; it was just an example
of something like a possibility Americans would
understand. The energy secretary's explanation
was unnecessary--by now we know nothing
this president says can be taken literally, this
president a poster child for the difference between
Princetonprofessor calls lies and bullshit.
Rhetoric for this pres is merely a tactic to get himself
& the nation from his history-haunted brain
to a spot near Shit's Creek where he & Cheney
still believe the world's biggest fish can be caught.
So what was it about the oil addiction line that wasn't
literal? The target date of 2025? The focus on oil
from mid-East? The entire attempt to wean our
energy needs from this particular substance?
Or maybe he read the teleprompter wrong?
Meanwhile on the political blogs they're asking
when a journalist will treat this president the way
Oprah treated James Frey, look him in the eye
and ask directly "why did you lie?" Because it's
the only way he knows to get his point across--
aside from scaring the crap out of his audience.
Full Moon Over Falluja
Well, now we know they are lighting up the night sky with white phosphorus,
better able to see midnight skin melting into bone. What country is it
that would send such harsh chemical fire into a neighborhood?
In occupied territories of
, a father has donated organs of his son, Palestine
murdered by Israeli army, to a congregation of six, both Jewish and
Muslim. If this doesn't shame the violent of all nations into melting
their weapons, what will? Tonight, let children of earth sleep in peace
under a full moon, let skin remain the body's best organic protection,
let bones stay cool and covered--in a thousand years there will be
plenty of time for our skulls to rest in warm earth & give thanks.