and at this very moment

 

and at this very moment

poem with Dr You’s masters class

 

in a forest

on the beach

in a dream

 

in the deep sea

fish is a star

 

on dry land every ant is a hero

 

and at this very moment

we meet the god of Don’t-Waste-this-World

says ‘eat what’s on your plate’

this god has too much rubbish to shovel

it’s too hard

all the muck keeps coming at

of course it’s the humans again

it’s a tough being a god in this world

 

and here’s the King of the Ants

a kind of cannibal too, hard working guy

Chief of Waste Disposal

 

because everybody else’s waste

more or less looks after itself

 

ants are aliens

you know that, I suppose?

 

the ants come to their sandcastle spaceship

millions of years they have prepared for this day

 

Earth has just become too much to deal with

 

ants think to return to their home universe

it’s not quite parallel

but everyone has six legs there

so things are lot more normal

 

of course you can’t guess where

 

the ants don’t know either

it’s such a long time since they came

 

if they go though

the gods of garbage will suffer

but an ant’s gotta do…

 

when I am something else

it’s like that

 

everyone flees

to be themselves

often to survive

 

the ones who were paying attention

they are the furthest off now

 

things swimming fly

and creeping things swim

 

there is a gate through which each must pass

ants mostly

 

you wouldn’t know this though

it’s not that kind of thing

 

we need to stop making more all the time

just hang out

mulch down

 

someone will survive

 

everyone in the sea is already a hero

there’s no need to try so hard