i'm very angry with people and i wrote this out of spite

[apiphile]

songs about wonder and awe will continue until you stop asking me to talk to you about your feelings.

you wanna hear joy, real joy
i can read you a list
today i saw twin blue tits rocket in
interlocking parabollas
creating perfect ovals above the snow-speckled wood
and all around us there was invisible life
and invisible death
beneath the billion-mile streaks of light
belched out by a slow-fading ember
of a gas fire
that will one day consume us
i can read you a list of the uncountable
microbes and mycelia
locking together the galaxy called "soil"
that crunched frozen under my feet
(Wrapped in the cured hide
of genetically modified auroch
whose little protein patterns
have transcended individual mortality
just the way that i won't);
and the land beneath me is ancient
and the life in their nests is new-minted.
everywhere is now. everywhere is then.
we are outside time and of it. we are beyond
distance and within the most complex
arresting
fantastic work of art
that every civilisation dreaming together
could ever hope to devise.
and i chose to share it with you
even though you'll never look at it
with the right kind of eyes.

Comments

[wolfy_writing]

This is the most impressively beautiful expression of spite I can remember reading.

[apiphile]

generally speaking any poem i write expressing the wonder and beauty of the universe is usually written out of fury at people for being small, petty, and cultural