Animalady

I like to think of the better things
As little ivory towers
Both homes and monuments
Raised on our actions
Decorated with our kindness
Built on our resolve
Reaching up
For a better view
A better understanding of our origin.

I like to think of the happy things
As little, peaceful animals
Both duty and gift
Bred by our needs
Fed by our ambition
Evolved from our communion
Groomed by our promises
For a better end
A better closure to our quest.

I like to think of everything
As a bronze pocket watch
Wired to our thirst for fire
Ticking and measuring our bliss
Logging and counting our order
Until the human gives way
Until the purpose takes hold
For nothing better
Nothing better than a single moment.

This is what rages
At the end of all questions
This is what roars
The answer to our presence
This is the why, this is the how
This is the when and the because
The understanding to our origin
The closure to our quest
Nothing beyond this point of fission
Where ivory towers melt in our flesh
Where homes and monuments go blazing
When duty burns and gifts are ravaged
For the animals to feast on their peace:
This is all better things
This is all happy things
Boiling the oceans of actions
Leveling mountains of will
The time to finally cherish
The flammable wonders we built
Again and again and again
To watch the smoke choke
The green fields of heaven
Our bodies sweating, shining with cinders
Our head resting in red hot debris
Our smiles cutting further than our face
Our hands barely remembering
How to hold
The cigarette still.

Tomorrow morning
We'll build the world anew
Tomorrow night
We'll know what to do.