House of Paine

union carbide's indian boo boo

  a memo:
   by green jean 
  
 recall thiz good people of earth 

     this one jagged act 
           this  prime cut
     corporate terror attack :

 a pretty poison production 
          by a profit creature  
         still alive  today
   
             nestling 
               in  curled comfort 
                   up the cunt 
                             of     
                             mighty Dow chemical
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 it was 
twenty years ago
today 

why?
 
perhaps
   just to show
      the  pathetic brown beggars 
 a  fuller picture of the price
             of 
                a green revolution 

who knows ?

 terror has its reasons ...

whatever for 

 out  it came 
             a sudden unscheduled  exhalation 
                               SWIFT   SILENT
               
                
                      an unprovoked
                          wee hour raid 
                                 by  

                      amerika's own
                                   UNION CARBIDE 

                           gassed away that night
                                   to their 
                                   next station ? 

                         around  3500 inconsequential hindu souls   

 each and all of em
         licked to death
            by  this same 
                        low slung ever sinking
                            tongue of vapor 

              this  wayward giant 
                                 deadly tongue 
  
                           sliding out of its
                           marvelous network 
of  tanks and pipes    
                               out  into that wet 
                                      breezeless night 
  
                         spreading  like  a table cloth 

               settling down
                      huge 
                relaxed 
       confident  
           
             gliding to a stop  
       every where at once
             
           at all doors  
             in all windows 

       suffusing  insinuating 
          like a ghost   manta   
               
                   thru the lightless 
                           warren of sleepful rooms  
 
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        full and final accounting..

              " an excess of by -product  
                        an accidental sabotage
                   a rude disgruntal
                                mortal  belch  
 
                brought to you by
                   
                    the same fucking  genius out fit  
                                      that gave us 
                                    all sorts 
                                      of   liquid   progress
                                in clear plastic bottles "



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