The extinction of homo sapiens
Is coming in under budget
Behold the feline fungal or human blueprint
And people impose their own design matrix
Onto the deeply textured material of matter
With their gifts of person number tense voice and mood
Their genius for speculation and apt analogy
Especially upon the organic compounds
As octane acetone Mylar and polystyrene
Ambien to make you sleep alcohol to mess you up
And microparticles with the duration of a planet
Proliferate like a flourishing clan
And oh the phosphates and the nitrates
Algae bloom and sudden boom
Outside a sheared building in Oklahoma City
A firefighter grips in one hand the great work glove
And in the other cradles the dying child