TO SHAKE A TREE
trespassing through
making as little noise as possible,
or constantly shaking the tree
until a nuke carrying the fate of all mankind
shows itself as it wants to be known
trespassing through
making as little noise as possible,
or constantly shaking the tree
until a nuke carrying the fate of all mankind
shows itself as it wants to be known
posters mismatched
and poorly glued to a galaxy
too lazy to take anything that was grandfathered in
down,
and toys not picked up for thousands of years
and sometimes called human
kind words hitting harsh walls
of brick and mortar
tearing apart the fabric of society
until there’s nothing left except a broken calculator
trying to tally up all the damage