"The Higher the Heat, the Hotter the Soup Pot," "Being This," and "The Heavy Task of Saving the World"

The Higher the Heat, the Hotter the Soup Pot

Past a point, the lower the cost, the higher the risk.
The more poverty, the more money the money-mongers demand.
The higher the art, the more it contains and could give.
 
The more dog in the dog, the more ball in the ball.
The thirstier the water, the more sanguine the fish.
 
The hungrier the impoverished road, the longer you have to wait.
The more the community needs, the less coming from wealth.
The more promises of life after death, the more natural the doubt.
 
The stronger the archconservative, the more held over anyone else.
The more who’re here, the more who’re expecting.
The madder the hatter, the more hungry the hats.
The more the man in the moon sings, the better anyone sleeps.
 
The greater need for diversity, the harder archconservatives fall.
The longer the gasoline jeep runs, the less it stays in place.
The longer the head’s on its neck, the more attached it becomes.
The bigger the bald-faced boast, the more empty the ice chest.
 
The more boy in the man, the more moron in the boy-man.
The bigger the business, the more reason to bust it up.
The shadier the archconservative, the more that’s ignored.
 
The younger the flower, the older the bee.
 
The more you talk with someone, the more of a cousin.
The greater the wealth, the more theater of the absurd.
 
The more deer in the world, the longer the peace.
 
The larger the mosquito, the smaller the person.
The less there is, the more reason for community.

Being This

People reverberate on nuclear core.
The room seems solid enough,
                                                           while down in atoms
possibility erupts                   and splashes out of the infinitesimal.
 
Is this where the mind could affect matter?
As gravity pulls, it’s an emanation
                of the planetary core              entering the body
                       it emerged from     with stone saying be where you go.
 
Are the symbiotic other species helping
to think this through?                                            What we study
bruises bones of buoyancy                         through space in atoms.
 
So do we know the mind
or is it mindfulness,
autonomous, speaking, say,
                             with green plants without us noticing?
Hasn’t playing music been talking with plants?
 
         Claiming to own trees
         is like the eyes swearing they possess the lungs.
 
                                      Touch soil, you give and you receive life,
             person whose flesh and bone core cried out at birth,
whose occult naming of things has put those things behind glass,
 
who comes here in a continuing share of misfires
and bison-blooded bonds                          where the fabric is slack
                                                 and explosive, self-organized and solid,
                              with cellular systems that relay the sensorium
             to the rock-cracking hammer-blow shock of being conscious,
 
as the nonmaterial communicates between hemispheres
                                     in the nectarine dreamtime.
that can’t be locked up behind steel doors,
                                               not with openness of the day

The Heavy Task of Saving the World

The Foundation to Embrace Cageless Sparrows for the sake of everyone’s sake begs you to contribute to the drive to save roads by removing all the red tape around oil drilling.

Send every dollar now to Friends of the Wild Hare. What will you pledge to prove you care, one hundred, one hundred fifty, two hundred seventy-five? Will you also include another hundred twenty-five to preserve the air you’re breathing, before it’s blown away?

The National Transitional Coalition requests your presence at The Banquet in the Queen’s Court at the Royal Palace of Stockholm, but if you cannot abandon your position, what to you is the value of human dignity? Submit that amount immediately, and your five hundred dollars will be tripled by an anonymous source of wealth.

Citizens Intent on the Restoration of Verbal Meaning requires your leadership to stop the modern usurpation of language by history’s biggest criminal, whose conspiracy intends to pocket the money, having received pre-emptive permission of the high court to break the laws of people and jail opponents.

The Council for the Protection of Councils from Rank Berserkers has fallen shockingly behind the money-raising pace of the Berserker Advocacy, and therefore requires your support, before your own house is in flames as payback for your choice of birth mothers.

Contribute to this last chance for Mothers Saving Their Babies for the Grand Canyon before the canyon has collapsed into itself due to the exploitation options purchased by the Militant Homogenization Society.

Hand over all that Social Security bounty before it rots your identity by inscribing a check to end incarceration of Christian Soldiers who were only out singing hymns, cleaning up the streets of alien devils. Tithe every last dollar to Citizens Against Those Who Disapprove of the Occupation of Streets.

The more money you send, the safer your penury. The larger the amount, the less indoctrination of innocent students so naïve they believe all the knowledge they’re fed by groomers is true. Make your contribution a thousand when you report back to the Anti-Groomers Consortium.

The Spring Blossoms in the Pasture Emergency Campaign to Save the Children from Certain Demise beseeches you before god and his congress for immediate remittance of monthly membership dues, or we’ll restate this before the United States Supreme Court.

Stewards and Stewardesses for Stewardship through Bioengineering is placing a call for your participation in its bi-yearly sweep of institutions and organizations to root out rats that refuse to dismember non-paying members, especially if they do not belong where we worship Jesus as the god he is and tithe in accord with our afterlife duties.

Sufferers for the Delivery of Food Stuffs promises the attention is on you, noting that you’re no longer anonymous and that any reluctance to donate all you are to our Special Operations could result in your being struck by a school bus of lightning. How could you possibly live with yourself if you don’t make up for murdering so many little children before their special moments of conception?

Send it all, then send more. Find money if you don’t have it.

This is war, this is religious.