13th

Saturday, June 13th, 2009 | subtle juxtapositions

*briefing*
the scenario unfolds thusly;
1^st they ripped themselves in 2s & 4s,
for lack of sex altogether
…an easy eon later
they hadda slog up outta the soup
…a coupla hundred thousand
million years after that
they fell down outta the trees
(hey guys! there’s food down here!)
…digital dexterity & opposable thumbs
lead to some clever tool making,
a favorable brain to body size ratio
& capability for infinite abstraction,
along w/a capacity for memory, & just
the right skull construction
lead to language & communication
beyond brutal & bestial
glossolaliac interpretations
of their flight or fight reflex,
& that kinda talking leads to
consciousness
…several thousands of years
of bickering over tribes & gods
& resources ensue,
as they slowly learn how much
there is that they don’t know
…now the cranx on the virtual soapboxes
in their cyber bug house squares are saying
there’s no place left but out,
-not up, but out!
-but that noise has been going on for a while
& they haven’t put foot any further
than their own moon