All in a moment or an age
The croc became predator
The mosquito a pest
All in a moment or an age
Tectonic plates began rubbing each other the wrong way
And sweat became labor and labor a penance
And woman first groaned in pain and fear and hope.
All in a moment or an age
The best of our voices went just a tad flat
If only to torment those of perfect pitch
The well-tempered klavier became a necessity
And piano tuners made the rounds of the concert halls.
All in a moment or an age
Engineers began to calculate tolerances
And bugs presaged debugging,
Pi ran to an infinity of decimals
And the very earth’s rotation slowed
At odds with its own orbit.
All in a moment or an age
Wax gathered in ears and the first nose soundly blew
Even as dreams suddenly expressed fear
And the iris demanded ever more lenses and the very scalpel’s edge.
All in a moment or age
Either the cosmological crack first appeared as tooth violated rind
Or perhaps rather when word obfuscated meaning.
Was the greater curse labor or rather that strange universal notion of a somehow more perfect existence?
