THE END OF WASTE

THE END OF WASTE

The end of waste is upon us!
We have each our seedy habits considered,
We have realized much room for improvement,
Now off we stomp into the desert!

We have each our seedy habits considered
Through an earthen pair of deliberate lenses,
Now off we stomp into the desert,
To the wrong end of wilderness,
and we not knowing it.

Through an earthen pair of deliberate lenses
We, sadly, have allowed ourselves to go off
To the wrong end of wilderness, and,
we not knowing it,
Have on impulse used each other up.

We sadly have allowed ourselves to go off
With demonstrated consensual willingness,
Have on impulse used each other up
Running our mouths together in darkness.

With demonstrated consensual willingness
So tightly we have gripped the hooked carpet knife;
Running our mouths together in darkness
We cannot undo our hands on its haft.

So tightly we have gripped the hooked carpet knife
And so fiercely have we swung, jaws set.
We cannot undo our hands on its haft,
We flail on and away till nothing is left.

So fiercely have we swung, jaws set
That we know our true condition; although
We flail on and away till nothing is left,
Till our insides dry up, are loose gravel;

That we know our true condition, although
We have realized much room for improvement,
Till our insides dry up, are loose gravel,
The end of waste is upon us!