i sometimes wonder why the world keeps on turning

So maybe you’ve read on the hippie news that oil drilling is changing the tilt of earth’s axis.  I say this is baloney because the oil isn’t moving that far away from its original location in the crust to the surface, relatively speaking.

HOWEVER — IN OTHER NEWS — EARTHQUAKES CHANGE THE EARTH’S AXIAL TILT.

This is kind of old news, like Chile-earthquake-era news, but I’ve been thinking pretty hard about it.  Like, we’re losing microseconds every year.  And every earthquake changes the number of microseconds.  Because the EARTH IS UNSTABLE IN THE UNIVERSE.  IT CAN SHIFT. WTF.  I know the universe is expanding and stuff.. but I thought we were pretty stable otherwise.  (Could a huge earthquake make us fly out of orbit?  How about a universe-quake?)

What does this mean about our daylength?  Did the Romans have longer days than we do?  When we say life-expectancy has increased since the industrial revolution, is it a farce because our days have simply gotten shorter?

Am I aging more quickly now than when I was born?  Do I have greater or fewer days until death?

When am I going to die?

If the earth is gonna be shifting around, how am I supposed to keep track of anything?  When is it going to be summer?

Answer my questions, please.

rape-mobile (a line-by-line poem by ben and erinrose)

my heart is an unnamed comet

it doesn’t know itself

it wends elliptic, silent, cryptic

on thick boreal shelf

i sometimes call it bill or tom, its

mass white dwarf or elf

a slopped and failing slipped dick

a pale and thin-veined shell
.

for all i know is speed and loss

and uncontrolled release

my abject is my ontic core

of sappy, semen fleece

my jaculate’s an opaque moss,

the twin testes obese

and out in space my heart is sore

from choking carnal geese
.

my tears serve as a basting fat

my ass streams rays of light

and when i bend at waist-mark,

i dream heart-cock in flight

i’m donning but a cockle-hat

to raise my staff each night

i find it better in the dark

to push into the tight