In the Air
Everywhere, love is in the air.
Birds are pairing off, mating with perpetuity;
Flowers are reaching glorious chromatic orgasms.
Even humanity, on its precipice of extinction,
Is pausing just long enough to text-message nature,
Facebook and Twitter this lush renascence,
Before pressing ahead, to the cemetery,
Where, so their gods have promised them,
Everywhere, love will forever be in the spring air.
04/12/10 - (2)
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