When Man Returned as Clay

Ten-ton titans force-feed uranium into their greedy-box mouths resulting in the division of imprisoned atoms and nuclear fission. The colossal creatures care not for the potency of the effluent energy. They rumble and groan as they sink into their thrones of barberry bone…


Never alone. Never alone. They, that own
the radical universe of Arydarixidia.
A billion years before, the land known as Libya.
But in this chaotic era of titan kings
and other gigantic things,
humanity is no more.
Replaced by this ghastly race of leviathan gargoyles
with brains of sludge and blood that boils.
Cold laser eyes.
Razor death cries.
And the lies, o’ the lies!
relayed to each other
from father; mother to sister and brother.
Ironic the bionic interface of titan lovers.
The storms between their brass cymbal ears are atrocious;
ferocious, the homunculus: precocious.

Behind the veil of wind and hail, fields of yellow cake decay.
The sky glows in vivid shades of indigo turned grey
The night is day, the day is night
The only light is the bright malachite mite,
luminescent and tumescent,
crushed and ingested with Jade tea as a psychotropic depressant,
or served over compote of mashed rice and stewed pheasant.
The titans wine, dine; converse in rhyme to pass the time
as the satellites float overhead, forever in space,
recalling the past of all people erased.

The monstrosities jest and they joke
while sipping on coke
through garden-hose straws made of cork
--These are the only human products to survive.
Like this they carry on with their lives
Oblivious to the 11th apocalypse that arrives
on the 80th astral month of Googelyeyes.
Oh they will be surprised, with their impending demise
Staring them right in their hideous facade
Warped and odd,
The smirk at their god: Kandu Bihaad
As they fish for cod with make-shift fishing rods
Made of iridium stone and strands of bologna
While listening to a phony play the only trombony
‘O the vile fun that they’re having!
The glee as they play.
Celebrating; commemorating the day long ago
When man transformed back into clay