There is talk about a mammoth being cloned. That’s when a mammoth murmered in my brain.
photo: Eric (Buddha Rocks Project)
excuse me, what is the way to the river that I once sipped
when the ice broke and welcomed?
I can’t help think that these lands were all mine
replaced now by new tapestry, civilization you call it?
stone in the earth now on top of it
water in pipes, endlessness demarcated direction
all ways mine Then.
would like to see your dead Father smile?
what would he say when he saw you now?
disappointment a flood
immortality lock me up in a gene
I can not grow to touch a cloud
and be chained like your festival elephant
fools resonating to drums and gods,
Extinction evolution best.