ain’t me babe…

we all know that earth
has numerous parasites
but deny we’re one

 

 

the book of dying 2:4…

the seas died no more fishing
ships sail nowhere no reason to
for all waters had death’s stench
ocean’s breezes ceased shore waters rose

 

the book of dying 2:3…

soon rivers smelled odor of death
bloody barren land bore no fruit
oil blackened soil choked earth’s creatures
as rich men toasted their success

 

mossy forest floor…

these
polluted grounds
are no place
to
lie down
the earth’s tears
and
man’s poisons
will
seep
into the soul
such
deep sadness
folded
into
the toxic waste
of
greed
cannot
comfort you
tho
on first glance
it’s
quite
inviting
but
it’s
just
a sweet
siren’s song
a
marketing ploy
from
death incorporated
a company
more
than willing
to
provide you
a one way ticket
to
their
as seen on tv
eden
you
merely
need
to provide
the
appropriate funds
and
you will be
ushered
off

 

loose bits of life#15…

 

garbage along streets
death’s symbols
warning signs for all

 

have you seen #4…

have you seen earth’s grave
veiled in man’s polluted greed
a headstone of tears

acme fresh air corp…

you need not open
the window
there is nothing to breathe
out there
our company sells
bottled air
all in different flavors
mountain spring
summer’s breeze
fresh falling rain
all the things
you may recall
from your youth
when there was
an earth
but
please
don’t open
the window
we can’t afford
to lose
another
potential
customer