First and last, Mom’s embryonic parasite,
with built in obsolescence.
Then, a moment between exodus from symbiotic womb
into Earth’s promised Eden,
forested trees for GoodLife and of prior EvilDeath,
and then time to exhale again
one last self-regenerating timeless
In between, ecopoliticians
hoping to improve our cooperative family improvisations
on a larger liturgical jazz-dance theme,
with occasional speaking while deep-listening parts
in EarthTribe’s multiculturing womb,
with built-in obsolescence;
a moment between exodus
and cooperative regenesis.