rain forest

mist and mystery

teeming green

green brain facing lobotomy

climate control centre for the world

ancient cord of coexistence

hacked by parasitic greedhead scam --

from Sarawak to Amazonas

Costa Rica to mangy B.C. hills --

cortege rhythm of falling timber.



What kind of currency grows in these new deserts,

these brand new flood plains?



If a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear?

If a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear?

Anybody hear the forest fall?



Cut and move on

Cut and move on

take out trees

take out wildlife at a rate of a species every single day

take out people who've lived with this for 100,000 years --

inject a billion burgers worth of beef --

grain eaters -- methane dispensers --



through thinning ozone,

waves fall on wrinkled earth --

gravity, light, ancient refuse of stars,

speak of a drowning --

but this, this is something other.

busy monster eats dark holes in the spirit world

where wild things have to go

to disappear

forever



If a tree falls in the forest, does anybody hear?

If a tree falls in the forest, does anybody hear?

Anybody hear the forest fall?



(Toronto, April 7, 1988)