Chasing Ice, the Documentary

the Paris Opera
never knew the documentary film
Chasing Ice
but it was a dandy
of insane beauty
and extravagant still photography!
just the sort of thing to get the beau monde to turn
out in force, but in an entirely different place and time, of course:
before the death of planet Earth,
the dance halls were full of squares
and suburbanites filling their pickup trucks with fossil fuel,
while flashlights were stationed at
every crossroads, looking for business as usual.
their rays of light would help the endless procession of cars
find their way to the top, where they raided
the rooms upstairs and tossed pillows, ensuring
that the party be kept going until three in the morning.
the fortune hunters and the artists tried to understand
what caused the ancient glaciers to disappear, but they
framed each other with water that kept rising from the melting ice
each held in a thick glass full of the finest Kentucky bourbon.
men were overheard to say life was hard and would finish shortly,
so a vast quantity of champagne was also consumed, often with caviar and toast.
very drunk, they found a mattress and went looking for some head,
which they always found on another set of shoulders.
the invited guests began to believe this was all a dream.