plagued by humanoids of all forms, moving mountains
of people, mountain yeti people
ascending from the deepest
the darkest Africas of prehistory, the origin
to where James Watson relapses 16%
skidiving down his own unfortunately worded system of intelligence
breathing thin air up on the cold peak where,
beyond the slippery slopes to eugenics, pseudoscience
and cryptozoology
an advanced lifeform will bear to progress
the torch to light
where no olympicon has tread,
a brilliant beam, where white pack snowcap stands luminous
for pilgrims, a beacon
where shining snow and holy inspiration
are close to both earth and sky,
where signal strength was weak, but now
the highest transmitting station’s tuned in
for mobile operations,
and where only twice Rod Barber said, You won’t believe
where I’m calling from
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mankind evolves to bear technology
the crown of all creation in ascent
by opposable rule of thumb, and mobile phones
follow right on to wherever people had went
