Beauty Abounds
The sun doesn’t always set over mountains
Or sink serenely into the sea
Sometimes, and increasingly often
The sun falls behind a Home Depot
Or bids us farewell through the diamonds of a chain link fence
Look at the way the broken glass shimmers along the roadside
And who doesn’t secretly love the smell of gasoline?
This is the way we’ve had to recalibrate
Finding beauty in our demise
For that seems to be something we humans can’t live without
So we take deep breaths of our smoggy mornings
And awe at the colossal heights of our hideous buildings
Don’t you also find comfort in the constant hum of the highway
And majesty in the way the oil jacks gracefully rise and then fall
See, there is still beauty all around us
And, maybe, if we’re lucky in this life
We can find a partner to share it with
Someone with eyes like oil slicks
Who can sit beside us on the astroturf
And admire all those lovely satellites crowding our sky