Jurassic Prelude

Jurassic Prelude

A Poem by Whiles

I can’t wait

until the Rapture—

when America will return

to wild God’s country

Princeton will be choked

with sandpipers and clothed

in spruce and boggy

skunk cabbage.

Detroit will be strangled

by giant ferns,

its long-abandoned

Automalls now nurseries.

for neo-prehistoric plants

Nevada will burn.

Las Vegas will sink into

the sand.

Mammoths and Behemoths

will roam through Montana

crushing Exxon stations like

peanut shells.

I want to be the only one

left

for the dinosaurs to hunt.

 

© 2008 Whiles


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