Global Expansionism

Global Expansionism


Give me your hand.
I’ll give you my best,
And we will test our mettle together.

I made this for you.
For you to consume,
To taste, to process, and pass on.

We are tattoos
Inked upon the planet,
Crisp lines blurred with age.

Fist in the air,
Two fists in the air,
Four, eight, twelve billion.

Reach for the sky,
Jump from the ground
Unweighted, Earth expands—exhales
     —to meet our feet.