More Than Us

She wasn’t just pretty
I could see that something else was there
Between those painted toes and shiny things in her hair
She was more than that
When I fell asleep
Her multiple arms held me firm
And I knew there was no escape
From that embrace
She is more than us
She showed me wonders
I could never have imagined
Worlds I couldn’t have dreamed: truth, no less
She is: atomic petrochemical genocidal bad news
She is: consumer oriented globalized and inhuman
She is: her name is hidden under layers of layers and pseudonyms
But I know her well
Dance
Sing
I sleep like a baby
In her many arms
While she strides across the battlefield
Dancing, singing, feeding