‘At first
I was iridescent
Then
I became transparent
Finally
I was absent’ —– Paul Kantner, “Blows Against The Empire”
Standing at heavens gate
will you fit through the eye any easier
with your quarters and Nikes?

After the process is done,
trying
to inherit and ascend
with the answer;
Faith is the only reality
when you’re on a journey
to get tribal
with a super stupid
pilot, no one else
knew about, flying the Mothership
in the tail of Hale-Bopp.

Moving across the cool and dark
with hydroponic gardens,
leaving
a world that is no longer operative;

Paradise is where
you find it, suicide the only viable option,
hitching a ride on the starship
is taking the easy way out.