Springtime
means tissues
Hi!
I’m in a nature mood this week!
On Being Expelled from Eden
Greenhouse without glass. Propagation everywhere:
oceans murking green and suffocating,
carhoods marked with vegetable love stains,
rain gutters slick with slime stripes,
floating tiny solids levitating at lung level.
Pollen like snorting pool water sinus burn.
Yellow dust carpet rolled out to welcome summer fruits
smothers and wraps my breath with cords and concrete blocks
ready to dispose of my body in the depths of a river
as thick with corporate oil as the scratch in my throat.
In wordy wordiness,
Walter