Mythville

Map of the Multiverse

High my name is Cycle in the the Sky

you are beneath me, moaning

Pluto came out this afternoon

and the air stopped breathing

High my name is Cappin' Crunch

and I stared at the cereal box

too long and I missed school,

learned everything needed to know

High my name is ruthless energy

and I was born after everything okay,

then it wasn't and now it's not okay

but that's okay because of chocolate

High my name is Mother and I am worry,

the fear shaping you into a loving being,

who then fell in your father's arms, crying,

led you away into a glaring light, to be alone

High my name is Sister Moon and the Sun

spoke to me this afternoon and said,

"Hey, Zeus, since we all suck let's make

gravity enough to keep our feet planted here."

High my name is Universal and you'll

never guess who is recreated nor smear

the salt into your daughter's wounds

to make hell a laughing anti-matter

High my name is Rock and Roll

and we get delivered white towels

each day to wash us of our sins

and then silence, loud master, breathes again

High my name is Art and Time is yours,

not mine, and the mines, kept open,

the farms, lacking workers, can howl

but man, sure is pretty ... sure is, sure is