Orange Blossoms

Orange blossoms at the end of the world

Perfumed cloud that seeps into my room

I am one with the cloud, breathing in and out

We are so rich with the blossoms

Nature is holding our hands and whispering

Now is the time - now is the time to dance

Hummingbirds, mosquitoes, the parrots and the beetles,

The bees and the moths and the bats

Nectar on their faces, pollen on their asses

Flying across the desert to stick their tongues down some cactuses

Wake up in morning all sticky and ecstatic in a cave

We are so rich with the blossoms

Nature is holding our hands and whispering

Now is the time, and don’t let your chance go to waste

The show will go on

We throw this party every year

Whether or not you humans are here

I see you flirting with destruction and despair

Cozying up to tyrants

Embracing the easiest answers

Fascism ties it all up in a pretty little bow

Cause we all know how the action movie goes

But back in the real, real world

We are standing on the precipice

And every single soul on this spinning globe

Is captive to this dick measuring contest

I am drinking in these blooms

While annihilation looms

I see you starving in basements

And bleeding in ditches

Meanwhile we continuously offer these riches

Orange blossoms at the end of the world