A farrago of ticks & jerks |
Pencils & paper | spectacles & microscopes |
cup & beverage orbiting each other.
Outside off-licenses dogs yanked by air |
still tied to lampposts | “panicky” owners
clasping their fur | hugging their paws.
“The gravitons leaked out somewhere!!!”
Strangers grip onto one another | rising
@ signs | pulled into the airstream
eddying their way to the ionosphere.
At no time has humanity been so near
to one another | “it took this anomaly.”
The air alive with jittery prayers |
tearful adieus | some pinwheel playfully |
labile as water | faithful in rapture.
Some ditch clothing & fuck mid-flight |
many start filling their pockets with clots
of earth | rocks & pebbles | some dive
into bodies of water | quicksand | vats.
“One man chained himself to an anchor.”
In Asia | those with roped waists lance
the sky with bamboo poles to give
ascendants hope of rescue. The earth
orbited by people & their stuff
: “whoever said you can’t take all
your wealth with you to Heaven.”