Oh glob our welt in spillage past, Our fear of grease to come

Posted by on May 31, 2010 in Uncategorized

That Does remind me of blackbird!
Take this greasy glob
and learn to fly
into the death
of your blinded eye

Take this greasy scum
and preen your wings
into the glitter of a rainbow
to bind your feathers

Take this greasy sea
and drink it till
it turns your sterile eggs
into a family death

Take this greasy glob
and step right onto it
then remove the BP tarball
back into your dead sea

Try running dispersant
through your gills
Discuss it with survivors
of the Valdez kill

Good Luck, blackbird

Father Grease, Dauphin Island, 27 May 10
A Man Who Fears Glob



  1. logocentric
    May 31, 2010

    Dear Father Goose,

    Thank you for sharing this poem. Its imagery and linguistic nimbleness are such that I’ve read it a dozen times without getting tired of it.


  2. globatron
    June 1, 2010

    Thanks for the farewell Father Goose, I think it was, I’m not sure it was, I enjoyed it.

    I also have read this several times Logocentric. It’s just so dang readable. I need to take notes.

    I hope to have you become a regular. I hope we can stay in touch.

    So long Jacksonville.

  3. Greg
    June 1, 2010

    You left Jacksonville Global? That’s too bad and just when the Jags are getting good. Oh well, hope you get to where ever you are going safely.

  4. Globatron.org
    October 3, 2010

    @Globatron: Take this greasy glob and learn to fly into the death of your blinded eye http://bit.ly/9qC3sF

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