Major Boner and the Mythel Gap

Marla McGivers Enterprise historian opined
“From the northern India area, I'd guess.
Probably a Sikh. They were the most fantastic warriors.”

Khan will win in mushroom billows
rush beyond the blue horizon
sucking earth above the fruited plain
reign of broken molecules and fleeing electrons
waves and waves and waves and waves
piling in pretty patterns past the slits
past the next phase new wave dance craze anyways
its still quantum fuzz to me.

Or move the vioceless fricative over
and maybe it’s Kahn
thinking the unthinkable in a tank
thinking fall out shelters
thinking breeding in caves
while the dust settles
after ten thousand years
of waiting for resilient ecological
will zur macht to reconstitute
habitability.

What then is habitability?
What are the minimum standards of habitability?
Are they the moral equivalent of Paradise
from which humans barely escaped
by the skin of their pons?
That of course is another story.

What about the myth part,
where does that come in?
Right here it turns out
and don’t try to tell me it’s a coincidence
because I know there must be intention
in the little world this poem is becoming
and some one or some thing
is directing every sparrow fall
and has some plan in mind
whether poor characters
strutting and fretting
on the stage
can discern it or not
because as Nietzsche said
“You’ll never get the herd to cry Hosanna
until you ride into town sitting on your ass.”