My blood thinning
from bait
placed by a bitter, uncaring, shell of a man
who will never know
the joy of each new day--
as this young rat does.
I with sharpened teeth
dislodge a pinecone.
High velocity dropping
nicking his bald head for infection to enter.
I'll see you in my Heaven
your Hell.
"Ouch!"
And the bottle shatter simultaneously
On my brick porch as the laughing wind
Drowns out my echo
With wagging palm fronds.
Yet the pain of my pet peeve,
A stubbed toe
Persists
As I hobble to the broom
Dust pan
And another beer.
We will be just fine
unless we evolve into something
utterly polluting and self-loathing
inconsiderate and irresponsible
cowardly and short-sighted
undeserving of help
undeserving of perpetuation
extinct
like you.
Car chase for breakfast
Earth pulling
Time wasting
Sky growing heavy as fuel combustion wanes.
Kamakazi only solution
Or
Turn the channel.
While thumbing through leaves of trees
waiting for the nursery cashier
a sprig of sap stung me
as if I had just been lapped by an unknown runner
in a race to a destination
I never knew,
a finish line,
extinction
of
our
wild
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