Stardust Gone Wild

Through seven chakra’d guts

the bass thunders

Buhm buhm

buhm buhm

it goes it my belly as a drizzle of electrons flows 

upon my spine 

to the cerebral storm a’swirlin 

readying 

 

the stage strobes flash fushcia 

to magenta 

to teal and back again

in this cosmic fury

made of 50,000 sorcerers from across this now-scattered Pangeia

speaking a dozen different tongues 

from a hundred different lands, where the elected representatives of our well-defined jurisdictions wage wars and negotiate ceasefires

 

Now standing upon common ground

basking in foggy strobes

beneath the CN tower flailing purple and red into the sky where the stars once stood

moved by the amps powered by the liquified fossils of our ancestors

let there be light

 

Buhm Buhm

Buhm Buhm

 

We, the people

The product of a prank 

Played by some blessed beam

Sending sheets of white hot electron force 

72,000 degrees worth to be exact

Leaping with almighty strength through the stratosphere 

At 300 million metres per second

Down upon Pangeia’s meteor-mashed beauty 

Made of just the right amount of C02 and Sulfur 

Just the perfect distance from the sun’s erratic sol flares

To pull magic from lifeless rocks

Pure energy

enough that it could kill us in a heartbeat 

But instead this first time it brought it all to life

 

Buhm Buhm

Buhm Buhm

 

You are as I am. 

I am as you were.

 

each of the 23,000 individual genes moving in erratic unison through my body

revealing the elements of Einstein and Osama Bin Laden and 

the homeless man across the street that make up

    this fluorescent pulsating mess 

        drifting higher and higher, wrestling for new beginnings, 

twerking and jerking towards some magnificent crescendo 

        When we may allow ourselves to spontaneously succumb to 

            free fall

        A sound static ecstasy

 

mud on feet

rain in hair

bass in belly

stardust gone wild.