The Modern Age of Ubiquity

In this country you gotta make the money first
then you get the power
First chance look at afterbirth phonetics
A real clam shell
positively ape
a no mans lands of forbidden fruits
quasi spiritual
true and robust in it's nature

Lounge around the camp fire
it's brisk here
earth gnomes and feather people
vibrating tongues
leather eyes
a satchel for pebbles and bone
all's quiet on the western front

Here we bring in the trash
and put out the clothes
naked vibrant and celestial
rampant laughter and thoughts
nonstop chatter
the ebb and flow of time
its all that matters

Paint a picture for me
call it The Modern Age of Ubiquity
I'll put it away
bring it out in a year
and we can sit around it drinking tea
and talk about what a lovely thought it was
and how the lines bring us back
to the day
when the world was a simple place