Death Valley Days (poem) ©2011 GaryCGibson

Through the valley of the shadows of debt
I shall fear no inflation
thy globalism and corporatism comfort them
who transform infinite American dreams
into that Market rationalism of Don Quixote
that knows no bounds to rational criteria
expansion of imagination fitting into price contingent boxes
the people of the business book
brackets of Wall Street exuberance
glow with radiation developments

Finite yet unbounded is the sphere
a little song of the planet
a chorus of angels of enterprise
warping troubles with non-Euclidean calculus
geometries of extra-dimensions it might take god to understand
financial complexities and derivatives in a coded program of spin matrices
still, the Earth journeys through cycles with solar system object
and a collision with the Andromedans approaches just a couple billion years away

To the still waters and green pasture
superfloods of reason
while the book is closed
the lines of letter in memory
sunlight in photographs and time passages
the first days and the last
with winds of words and transient lies
from the dissident of truth radiating
crumbling creations as Earthquakes down paper towers in season

Pointillist, discrete sociological portraits in a French novelist’s language of the mountains of social power
a polar icecap of human change reducing in global warming area meltdown cyclically as a function of geographic limits to human freedom
a society of D.N.A. biomass varying in atomistic diversity
while some were spiritualized saved even so.