Southern Fried Weirdness

By Kaolin Fire

The golden triangle's ringed
by factories that paint
the most beautiful sunsets; the sun bakes
chemicals like acid bakes the brain
and you stare through the haze
at the wavering brand of Texaco
claiming the sky, wonder why
faeries answer cattle-pie mushrooms
but synthetics reinvent the universe;
oil and water the basis of life,
nature refines, people define
flame burning green blue red purple--
nothing ever rhymes with purple,
even in a language so common, so simple
uniqueness finds a way to leave its mark
that is mankind.

About the author:

Kaolin Fire is a conglomeration of ideas, side projects, and experiments.  Web development is his primary occupation, but he also programs open source games, edits Greatest Uncommon Denominator Magazine, and occasionally teaches computer science.  He has had short fiction published in Strange Horizons, Tuesday Shorts, Escape Velocity, and Alienskin Magazine, among others.

Copyright © 2008, Kaolin Fire