Recapitulations

there is this big guy up there
watching subjects turn objects
objects turn tiny insects
and midgets too micro
for his omnipresent eyes

there is this big guy somewhere
swimming in a pool of regret
why he spoke you you and you
why he breath fire into fuel on clay
instead of more ants, more birds, more trees
more rivers, more earth. more stones
without emotions to quake his heart

more and more
as subjects turn objects
objects turn midgets
humans become the numb in numbers
as death tolls daily rise as oceans do
filling his heart with pollens of damp grief
why he made you you and you