A Stomach For A Dream Organism Poem by Lovita Morang

A stomach for a dream organism,
Worship song, orbs not for toadyism
I have a dream, like a deadline of wish-fulfillment fantasy
Meatless pursuit, is this my run, sweet.what do I meet,
Each of two, like eucharist's eulogy
Possum Opossum carry loved ones in its bossom
Crisp mystery of biology, my empathic exclamation
To these nations
Even-handed, inner core is like a crash pad,
A place to rest
Again
We learnt about eggs
Eggs developing into organism
complex organism
Complex becomes my poetics
A note for wiseman on wisdom, magnetic
A torque
In times of uncertainty, i twist
A day ought to be like night and day
I experience this sea ice volumes of love
Loving this optimistic view on how to hope
Lie flat on earth's topography
Otherworldly glows
I am talking of geopoetic
In actuality thinking
I forgot to talk
Did I talk to you
O yes I did
Just like oral history,
reel wheel in whilom
Mysterious radio burst
It's from deep underneath the sea
You see there, the sound
Someone you loved, this time bound
Then it's again all about samurai animals
Juggling to fix family and fraternity
As if blue sharks use ocean eddies
as fast track to track food
Blue sharks are hungry, that's good
The mega-cloud formed by wildfires
from countries will rain down on these oceans
Mercury levels rise, heart's desire,
the big eyes sweat sweet, vies
We try to minimise blood pressure
The blood sweat and tears, bloodless can't be we and i
Bloodying blank verse bleat, eating humble pie
Alone in abalone, I quitclaim to wantonness
Its just a stomach for these dreams
to have sweet tooth
And this yen I fill in lightheartedness
Because this is the steady way
to be kind to life.
Because we love life more,
Than the thing call hate that we understood
like the guacamole lovers seek
Aztecs azure sky from extinct land
Rejoicing the birds fly that lands in robots land.

-Poem by Lovita J R Morang