You eat time, men, women, children;
suck science, gobble God,
gnaw on nature, vomit technology.
Is there anything that you won’t eat?
Blown-up buildings, bombed-out trees,
murdered mountains, oil-choked seas.
Grassy graveyards that ricochet with green
grenades, art museums, libraries
made mausoleums; ants and horses,
elephants, deafened dolphins, hanging
Although you never stop
devouring everyone in your path–
village, forest, clinic, market,
you never gain an ounce in weight
(and yet you’re plenty big enough).
You’ll always be in tip-top shape
as you lay waste to all we’re worth,
our bloated, turgid, morbid scourge,
creation of the human race.