so all the cows
eat all the corn
that we could eat
so we can eat them
( prob served up on a toilet lid these days
or on a fucking roofing tile )
and all the cars
roll our carbon frames
15 feet to the cornershops
for canned carbs
and chemical clumps
in happy plastic coats
( we go thru sweet treats
like a worm thru soil )
and all this time
the
old
nukes
pile
up
uncounted and loose
their software 100 years old
shall we even pull children anymore
from the dread of our balls ?
and if our world ended
well it would be out of the way then
and
unveiled we could cry ourselves dry
and loot in peace and nostalgia
and
sleep
some
deep animal sleep
at
long
last
( our priorities
harshly realigned )
from egumeny.com
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