Environmental Disorder
We used to pull arrows from the quiver
until no one was left
Now we catch someone dumping garbage in the river,
we Stone they to death
Swerve in the road to miss a Squirrel
and collide with an ambulance
heart attack inducing
Shrug off a head on collision
with an eighty Nine year old man in it
- as long as that little critter crossed the street safely
I cause lawn mowers
to malfunction abruptly.
before they run over a praying mantis
chain Saws bite loggers in the pants
blood sprays across the grass like paint on a canvas
| Laugh like a Devil
in order to fight evil
I had to stoop to his level
Stop a train in its tracks
to let an opposum cross Leasurely.
any delayed reaction
will be met with Awesome Force
And fire breathing ferocity
For the archer in the orchard
August 8th marked one year
under the arches of the Ark
with all documentation forthwith barring the selectively withholding threats to career
through unprofessional remarks
opinionated pieces unpublished forsaken for posterity sake
well intentioned but disgruntled detoured from a hindsight mistakes
as surely as the audio recorded versions of these writings
should receive the same fate
omitting the many gratuitous perversions
that tend to take away
from the points I tried to make
though admittedly
they normally start out
as a means of Escape
they almost always want to grow beyond the confines of their containment
and so history continues
to guard its secrets well
but there are those who will keep digging until they find some hidden truth to tell
We used to pull arrows from the quiver
until no one was left
Now we catch someone dumping garbage in the river,
we Stone they to death
blood sprays across the grass like paint on a canvas
| Laugh like a Devil
in order to fight evil
I had to stoop to his level
Stop a train in its tracks
to let an opposum cross Leasurely.
any delayed reaction
will be met with Awesome Force
And fire breathing ferocity
