Summer Haze
Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 6:30 am
My Dad reckons
the dumbarse sun’s been running around
with its pants around its ankles for so long
that pretty soon it’s going to
bend over, take aim and blow us all away.
The bloke at the service station tells me that
God’s been crying all these years
about the mess we’ve made of his earth.
He’s wiped his eyes and is letting us have what we deserve.
And that’s why it never rains.
I heard a kid on the train saying
that we’re tiny organisms
living on clumps of moss
growing on the surface of the globe.
Slowly the moss is drying up and being singed out of existence.
This scientist on the radio
said we shouldn’t be fooled by short term extremes
because it’s inevitable
that one day the sun will lose its heat
and we’ll all freeze.
I remember the days when the onset of summer
meant playing on the sand and in the sea.
All that mattered then was
whether Dad would buy me a Gelati
from the van in the car park.
the dumbarse sun’s been running around
with its pants around its ankles for so long
that pretty soon it’s going to
bend over, take aim and blow us all away.
The bloke at the service station tells me that
God’s been crying all these years
about the mess we’ve made of his earth.
He’s wiped his eyes and is letting us have what we deserve.
And that’s why it never rains.
I heard a kid on the train saying
that we’re tiny organisms
living on clumps of moss
growing on the surface of the globe.
Slowly the moss is drying up and being singed out of existence.
This scientist on the radio
said we shouldn’t be fooled by short term extremes
because it’s inevitable
that one day the sun will lose its heat
and we’ll all freeze.
I remember the days when the onset of summer
meant playing on the sand and in the sea.
All that mattered then was
whether Dad would buy me a Gelati
from the van in the car park.