Inspired by this.
The buddha dragon, in prayer pose, meditates on the screen door.
Other reptiles come in through the TV, say "love me" and
"Here's some Oblivion for the pain."
Their world collapses downward to non-threatening dust
Instead of the upward trajectory of seeds.
Sterility, it seems, must be programmed into those who breed.
There is no world to take this weed,
The sprays have long overtaken a tolerance and taste
For anything but death
Except in rebel strain patches, reframed to show the need for control,
Growth choking, life blithe to shared life
As if the most eccentric is not the most at home in the one.
