creation

these few, moldering poems, what was once
the planet
                 Earth,
          library of Alexandria
         which had led us into space

but man, that ramen, drank of the broth
like a Pharoah
on his true message
studying the entire cosmos
you are intricately connected to this fat feeling
you are as bright as a star

He told his King a rule
to speech, geometry
the saddle of brains
earth-centered universe
brewing up
     
                      the Last Light of the library
                   after all. she ahems behind me.

I sat in a zoo in sub-Saharan Africa
building up my collection of books.
Ships docking, searching for
contrabooks

books
       from the ships, contained in its ink
 scrolling waves freighted, the papyrus
     is the origin
                      of our word

what happened to all those books? disintegration
   where in the brown room
I rediscovered living    facts about my self
  warm and some sky
  all creations                   the watch-makers of Earth
now only  difficulties      of the Earth Free Inquiry
                                                Now nearly 13 billion
                                                  to the astonishment
                                 to everyone during a rag time new year's collective
some 15 billion, check, 15 billion
The local history of you and I
   each month each year
100,000 seconds w/ you.