owls of many eyes

owls of many eyes

beautiful san franciscan morningglory,

sun chased fog lathers peaceful thought,  

clouded bay in rays spin early allegory.

dawn’s chorus of squawk, trill, warble, whistle,

ruminate cultural production of ignorance.

mislead shiny murmurations, so dismissal  

distracted skillfully with confusing propaganda,

coo, cluck, caw, chatter, cuckoo.

coffee stirred with morning manipulation,

mind on news like a web blown in the wind.

who is in your head? shake but do not bend.

washed history on the rocks left dry in the woods,

thoughts pushed daily across platforms.

routine survival caught in trough between wave,

fear, uncertainty, doubt gathered in the song.

now the future is here disconnecting the mockingbird.

ideas control repeat over and over on occam’s razor,

think what you thought while they were thinking.

still the fog will roll swarming like midges,

crossing at the intersection of i that needs you.

high energy high in the tree listen to education’s tune,

sleep in the download of politics in light and word.

the burrow, foundation, nest strong in economic swoon

with night hunters sweeping clean the day prey.

time for plentitude is over, picking and choosing,

needed land, needed water, needed air, needless waste.

war is what’s trending, birdsong fades to evening.  

nightjars burrowing in stereoscopic vision,

militarized honeypot sweetened with blood.

standing on precipice, bridged between golden epoch,

prepared against nature for the dark to come again,

google displaced owls of many eyes walk about stark,  

hoot! tu-whit-tu-whoo, tu-whit-tu-whoo, returns parliament!

achieve your reality in the great chain of being,

preening and setting in golden gate park.