Cruising Altitude Coke of snow on the mountains below And is it any wonder The wind does blow a lot Mountaintops shaped like ziggurats Boys playing with Tonka trucks Are moving mountains without faith Probably mining the minerals that make My iPhone and MacBook run Like mascara at a wedding or funeral And I bet that has something to do With the overfunded military Inverse of the silos I grew up in The shadows of Hanging upside down underground Having intercourse with missiles that won’t miss When the strongmen start playing Catch with the nuclear football And is that a server farm I spy Or maybe a cooling center to cool The fevered computers down Warm with doing our thinking for us Parallel with it all it is easier not to know What is being done due to our doing And even the above are only guesses As to what I’m seeing below But whatever it is there’s a lot of it And even from way up here it’s huge