Sunday, July 24, 2022

Response to the Arcturian

It's Family Dysfunction Week
       and everything must go,

How the earth
       appreciates the debris,

The dark tar released
       to the fungal nethers,

The closest thing to brains
       this old earth possesses,

Thoughts fallen like soldiers
       in shame, waste and hubris

Are recycled to new choices
       sprung from the humus,

New choices, is it love, 
       as this jungle will attest,

Or is the darkness
       it's own reward,

The hole too deep
       to climb out of

The only lesson
       of note,

The only one that sings
       "You need to learn."