Beyond Permutation

I want to see again Your two white breasts bare And virginal On the north and south lattitudes Of your unmelted chest I want them stiff and pointing upward Like white mountains Their milk fozen in the nipples where the sun Laps like oceans with lazy tongues I want my forest thick as dreams Of ancient archetypes Eating carbon dioxide gas for dinner Etherizing this jiggolo of progress That urinated on farmlands Leaving them burnt in the acid Vectors of hunger. So much of our tragedy is beyond permutation, Ecology is not a study it's life's preservation. I want all this against the fear Of ancient history And none who warned us now is Noah Building anything to avert The rape of my mother again, and again, My sisters sacrificed to dregs of earth.