The Grounding of the Ever Given

The Ever Given was a whale of steel
A skyscraper from bow to keel
Chasing ports from deal to deal
She plied the ocean slow

Bound for Rotterdam one day
She entered Suez straightaway
The crossing should be child’s play
But the Devil’s wind did blow

High-o and round we go
The Suez shuttered and too damn slow
Heave-ho with a tiny backhoe
We’ll set that lady free

In desert deep a dust storm grew
Across the ship lanes raging blew
The Ever Given chugging through
Could see not where to go

The mighty gust which whipped and burned
Hard to starboard made her turn
The Given’s prow sank in the berm
Her stern spun round in tow

High-o and round we go
The Suez shuttered and too damn slow
Heave-ho with a tiny backhoe
We’ll set that lady free

Fat with toys and oil and corn
Canal she’s blocked so round the Horn
Weak supply chains choked and torn
With two more weeks to go

High-o and round we go
The Suez shuttered and too damn slow
Heave-ho with a tiny backhoe
We’ll set that lady free

My adipose, my leisure

In collapse I wonder
How we will revert
How our grids will overgrow with opera leaves
When we find ourselves
Back on magical time
The mottled stone, the protein pill, the breaking cough
Each moment laid naked to be sacrificed or squandered

Hey, Collapse!
Come strip my robes, I’m ready
My adipose
My leisure — take ‘em
I am a snail asleep until I feel
The crack and pierce of my shell beneath the boot.

Fungal Fruit Body Blues

Went out walkin this morning
Had to get some fresh air
Bunch of fungal fruit bodies
Pushin up everywhere

Hey now, pretty mushroom,
Weren’t there yesterday
Hike that skirt on up higher
Let those spores blow away…

Mushroom mushroom mushroom,
Always more than you seem
Share the Earth with your neighbor
In your mycelium dream
In your mycelium dream
Your mycelium dream