AT THE NIKE
Have you noticed how the sky has been
split? Our means of reaching the Heavens,
however, have been squandered - as we
use only the bad. Behind me, on this
spit of sand, is a three-hundred year old
lighthouse. Of which so many are so
proud : tours and lights and placards.
One hundred meters away, however,
the projected faux-force of 1960's
missiles are pointed to the sky at
this de-commissioned military base
here once protecting the harbor.
Which takes precedence? Man's
tendencies are so dark and evil.
(The sea gulls are watching.
The butterfly is free).