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Pump #7: A Poem

Updated on September 11, 2012

Pump #7

Pause at pump #7 for a moment

Octane fumes ascend from hot cement

No carwash today only regular unleaded

The essence of fossilized life once doomed

To asteroids or climate shift or volcanic soot

Vast bodies of black gold underfoot

Resurrected now hurdle towards the ozone

We approach the center of the universe

The eye of the Milky Way galaxy looms

A black curtain consumes the sun

The revenge of the moon

Craterous and neglected

Outshone by a ball of light

High tide in hearts of men

Forgotten until the night

Out of sight and mind

Blind eyes gaze the sky

Trapped in a greenhouse made of gas

I squint to see the other side of the glass

To find crack or crevice in the heavens

I pause for a moment at pump #7

PWIV

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      Innuentendre 5 years ago from Houston, Texas

      haha indeed whonunuwho, I like your tycoon description.. good stuff. Thank you kindly!

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      whonunuwho 5 years ago from United States

      poignant tribute to the fossil fuels and their benefactors, the dinosaurs that once ruled the earth, long before some cowboy in a ten gallon hat and driving a cadillacar with coon's tail blowing in the wind.