Something after all

Before the next species vanishes

Before are bred more nouveaux riches

Before the tombstones of the malnourished

Something’s gotta give

After all that mattered died

After them, you and I

After all is left is why

Something’s gotta give

Crushed it

That bad bad bed

which collapsed

under your big big love

Was a good good bed

Hear me

In the face of adversity

hear me sing

like the last barn standing

Scrap

Call of migrating geese

Alert in the sky

High tech scrap in orbit