ours is the sky light blue
behind puffy white clouds
for us tall blades of grass green swish
leaning with the breeze
barking dogs hint at annoying obstructions
we long to be soaring birds
catching thermal winds
but we are tiny sparrows frantically slaving against it
force me higher to uninhabited forest spires go
there
you proud car drivers
burning rubber tires
helpless government
taxes for destructive rockets
don't bother me
mountain tropics are my witness
river waters carry quickness
from the dregs downtown
silted corporate seas
...of eroding humanity
6-27-15
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