Ecopoem
Gilgamesh, Gilgamesh

He is done mourning his friend
Sing it to the cities
The green empire has fallen
We are free from fear.
From the monsters in the woods.

call us humbaba, felled the trees,
we stalk between skyscrapers,
we keep all the lights on
windows for stars, and street lights for stars,
and automobiles and billboards for stars

And enkidu is buried, dug back up and
and replaced with a grocery store.