Scorpio Fleming Poet Free verse

I Think We've Won

Headlight humanity; 
The cherry-red brake lights,
Becoming florid totality with the things your eyes do to them.
                                       You destructive little thing.
You keep your hands noncommittally at five and eight, 
But you use your signal like a well-worn saint,
Because your mother worries, and the passenger seat is still warm.
Your radio buzzes like the wasp nest that used to terrify you
On the wall of your childhood home:
                                       They finally found a cure to the human condition.

Isn’t that great? 
We’ve thwarted Mother Nature and all of her gifts—
We’ve put highways over her heart and filled her eyes
With LED cataracts,
And doesn’t she look better this way?
You think you saw her skull hanging on a fence post in Louisiana.
Her voice haunts the parking garage behind the airport,
But her infection 
Has been culled.
					They finally found a cure to the human condition.
Isn’t that great?

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