All your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream . . .
“Love Her Madly,” The Doors
All that’s left of the Atlantic ocean
is in the fish bowl behind this woman.
She’s singing—more or less—a lonely song
and because there are no cameramen left
when she finishes she has to reach up
and fiddle with her camera by herself.
Back when the oil first started to rain down
on the people of the United States
some men and women dreamed of becoming
movie stars, TV stars and music stars.
Now that there are no movies or TVs
and there’s nobody left to go to clubs
there’s still the dream of becoming a star
even if you run the camera yourself
and even if the night is the flat black
of an oily sky above oily ground.
This woman’s still dreaming a deep blue dream.
Even if her shoulders weren’t rocking
the sexy post-apocalypse tee shirt
and she weren’t the Fire Maiden in charge
of what’s left of the Atlantic ocean
just because she’s dreaming the deep blue dream
I would still love her—more or less—madly.
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Raining oil in Louisiana?
— from the Christian Science Monitor
North America faces years of toxic oil rain from BP oil spill
chemical dispersants — from examiner.com
A dire report prepared for President Medvedev by Russia’s Ministry of Natural Resources is warning today that the British Petroleum (BP) oil and gas leak in the Gulf of Mexico is about to become the worst environmental catastrophe in all of human history threatening the entire eastern half of the North American continent with “total destruction”. — from The European Union Times
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