Ancient Celtic Rituals Ruined by Modern Conveniences

On the way up the mountain
a boy notices a trout truck.

Later, in the grocery store,
he thinks back thousands of years,

where under the florescent tubes,
people gathered roots and sang.

Years pass, and the boy discovers sex
in a glossy magazine

and worship on television.

Birth takes place mysteriously
in hospitals.

Death, even more mysterious,
is visiting an old folks' home,

then showing up with flowers
at a gravestone.

Sometimes the boy screams
in the night

and learns among his brothers
there are many ways of screaming.

 
 

Rain Forest Poem

One day, the liver complained
to the brain—Hey,
you're poisoning me.

Not my fault, said the brain.
Go talk to the stomach.

I spend hours processing
your food, said the stomach.
Besides, I take orders
from taste buds.

The liver considered.
Listen, it said, if I go
you all go.

We'll see about that
said the rest of the body.