Winking at the Apocalypse


All our Big Bombs
All the Big Men behind our Big Bombs
All our Big Men who bravely give speeches
and tweet out the Answers
All our heroes who drop Daisy Cutters on daisies
All the far-flung baby body parts & patriotic stamps
All our beefed up batting averages
All our World Cup vuvuzela prayers
All our remedies for Nothing
All our pointless Poems

All our unexplained stanza breaks
All our unexamined dance crazes & breakfast cereals 
All our unexcused absences
All our undiscovered origins
All our fracked up countryside
All our unCapitalized forests
All the Jesus Freaks and Wall Street Free Loaders
All our solar energy
All our mass graves & rebate checks
All our protests & counterinsurgencies
All our endangered species
All our One True Gods

All our other random stanza breaks
All our crossword puzzle sonnet mongers & grandmother Internet poets
All our unpaid blues bands
All our unheralded single Mothers
All our trashcan babies & tennis court Buddhas
All our Bigger Bombs
All our Grace & Goodness
All our fallen angels
All our born again garbage piles
All our Super Bowl Hangovers & paperless stock bubbles
All our post-war rubble & Robber Baron Reconstructions
All our normal shits
All our enemies of the hour
All our high speed chases & low budget philosophers
All our lovemaking
All our Touch Down Dances
All our sibling rivalries & fast flowing beer piss
All our Fear
All our letters to Santa
All our lessons from Satan
All our quite meditations
All that purple haze
All our Moon Landings & soap operas
All our incantations & Genocides
All our banners & bunting
All our karma

All our goddamn bosses
All our grown up tantrums & great Fourth Quarter Comebacks
All our Jails & Churches
All our Churches & Jails
All our children & pets
All our hapless victims
All our TVs
All our TV Dinners
All our TV Dinner Dates
All our garage sales & holidays
All our wineries & porn sites
All our pompous funerals & prom nights
All our prom night porn sites & funeral hangovers
All our wealth
All our inner poverty
All our public introspection
All our Facebook friends & long lonely winters

All our springs
All our Marathon Training
All of our beauty
All our hugs
All our Abuse Shelter Blankets
All our radio jingoism
All our wombs & gravestones
All our genuflections & foursquare twilights
All our magazine covers & secret decaying lovers
All our dreams & day jobs 
All our tanks & diaper rashes
All our proud mountains & scattered ashes
All four winds
All good time

All our flirting with the End
All our rhyming & irrational typing
All our motorcycle sunsets
All our vacuum cleaners & time zones
All our Rugged Individualism
All our Universal Joys
All our grand prizes, gift certificates and noisy mufflers
All our sidewalks
All our horny evangelists
All our sidewalkless suburbs
All our Hurricanes
All our innies & outies
All our cell phone addicts & cocaine pioneers
All our music resonating past the planets
All the aliens digging Hendrix
All our necktie factories & televised witch hunts
All our Saints and Saviors
All our ducks in rows
All our child laborers & corporate pimps
All our love
All our will not to write hate
All our failures of will
All the Bombs are back
All our railroad deities & lost crumpled pages
All our motherless trout
All the poets that never made it out of the cubicle
All our missing adjectives
All our applause & Creation Myths
All our caves that were home
All our painters who could not speak so painted caves
All the cartoons we watched as kids
All the souls up in the attic
All our stable genius

All our shiny new stanzas
All our fossilized orgasms
All our crude words
All our censored animals
All our Glory
All our far-flung theories & ordinary actions
All our vain memorials
All our worthwhile endeavors
All our flesh & bone
All our Ideas & Heavens
All our gold crosses and Hells
All our flowers & bloodstains
All our idiot politicians
All good times & toasting
All our whiskey lucidity
All our boasting & marshmallow roasting
All our nursery rhymes
All our toilet paper haikus

All the ways to start a War or end a Poem
All the homes we wrecked along the way
All our sisters & brothers
All our families
All our hot air
All our modest accomplishments & mortgage payments
All our Foolish Pride
All our inevitable triumphs
All our futile efforts to avoid returning
to the single point from whence we came.



Published by
The Vein
March, 2013

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