Drawdown Hyperobjects–
drawdown hyperobjects–
enmeshed avatar of the anthropocene,
hold that pose.
ice is receding, even the moon is receding!
we need new philosophical thought,
does anybody remember who planted this malware.
where did it start?
who put sugar in my grits?
contrariwise, humans adore chaos
just so we can attempt to produce order!
whose order?
overheard at the next table,
“chickens today are too fat to procreate,
eggs over easy, please”.
the egg,
trying to work within such restraint
while exhibiting the wildest freedom,
the yolk
contrariwise thoughts hold that pose,
the white
albumen mind yoga with demonic inversion.
the shell...
drawdown hyperobjects–
contrariwise, march of the ant
farm through the city stonehenge,
heading off into some lewis carroll logic,
two tweedles can’t place their mats.
east, west axis stain and tease
the roots of appropriation
plasma
running deep. clear the mind,
stretch now hold that position.
“contrariwise, if it was so, it might be;
and if it were so, it would be;
but as it isn’t, it ain’t.
That’s logic”,
on a mindloop.
so mote it be!
in the blood
on this block of anxieties,
sucked into their quandary;
who owns yoga,
who wants to take back yoga?
have things strayed that far?
like ants in the sand,
yogis
of winter/summer solstice,
mats melting in tar of new york streets
questioning exit,
climate change tan has eaten
breakfast at dinnertime
now the twilight yogis
mats sliding on the antarctic ice,
proclaim,
at least there are no nukes at the bottom of the world!
the challenge is on for the most extreme...
hot yoga, goat yoga, beer yoga, nude yoga,
paddle board yoga,
power yoga, gentle yoga, restorative yoga, senior yoga.
mats, mats, mats,
find your yoga the instructor leans
begrudging the myriad of benefits
of wine yoga.
iyengar and ashtanga beg proper alignment,
the latter more rigorous.
bikram, kundalini, hatha yin yoga
move on you sexist...
in a tantric coregasm, plow next
straddle and bridge.
blasana, savasana
nature with its brevity,
what does it mean to exist?
mysore style, vinyasa flow
jivamukti chant, music, scripture.
some liberation living this low...
mommy and me yoga, bungee yoga,
kickboxing yoga, smirking facelift yoga,
disco and chocolate yoga,
contrariwise thoughts to go, yo!
withdraw senses, turn attention inward.
blow!
vedic tree pose, one tree under the sun
muse and metaphor,
i wise contrarian,
touch this divine conundrum!
drawdown hyperobject–
we need a whole new philosophy.
entities of such vast temporal and spatial dimensions
defeat traditional ideas,
think too much
after the end of that world
shock,
what was that thing in the first place?
unbearable strain;
global warming, nuclear destruction,
evolution, yoga…
labgrown?
who put irish butter in my coffee?
bulletproof point break fast inhaling shell.
break through eclipse of man,
he said and stood by his word,
drawdown hyperobjects–
