Sent to eat the world

Hey, did you hear?

We were sent to eat the world!

Knaw on every crevice that hangs limp -folded over sideways-

broken,

bent.

Eat it all.

Munch the seeds, beads and glittery machines -

the silly cookoo locomotion things,

and all the beings who pretend to be too proud.

Let's go ravaging!

Fill your tummy with local goods,

earthen dirt, sod and sand -

until the earth stops turning

since there is no one there to turn for.

And then, with one big hiccup,

Spit     It       All        Out.

Relish in the release.

We only control our very being and even this is decided for already.

Relinquish yourself.

You eat and eat and eat

but must we remember what we eat we become-

and I don't want that chocolatey mess up on me.

Not now,

not ever.

To change the world is to fill it with songs and

smiles.

So eat up all the sadness, then

regurgitate it into

LOVE.

Friends, we've got work to do,

and I'm already knawing on some bone.