Gaia Cool
My big red boxer,
Mulligan,
dropped a dead possum
at my feet
when I was in the pasture
yesterday.
Biggest I had ever seen,
full of carrion beetles and blowflies.
I was disgusted.
I was awestruck.
In unison
and realizing
in my rational self,
“There seems to be a larger and more “natural” set of statutes and regulations loose in the world and it’s not the law of all against all as Hobbes put it. It is the indifference of Gaia, a system articulated over time, decentralized but absolute in its connections.”
So many words
to not mean
what the dead,
bug-riddled,
meat bag
at my feet
means
in this moment
Gaia cool
…whether I like it or want it or not.
