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Friday, July 22, 2016

Well, Fuckity Fuck, Fuck, Fuck...

"This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper."  T. S. Eliot

          ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^'s well over a thousand acres sold
in the swampy, gorgeous woods formerly
across the street from me
that are going, gone,
gone.  Red dirt flying,
dead animals rotting
and a neighborhood crying.

Fuck you, International Paper:
killers, murderers, ecosystem rapers,
greedy bastards.

Rumors are multiplying like
rabbits in the first warmth of Spring.
Everything from new, ritzy neighborhood
(who the fuck wants to build a house
in a flood zoned swamp full of alligators
beside the railroad tracks?)

There's a lake back there...
Are they going to drain it,
kill the alligators
and fill it with dirt?  Hmmm...

I hear the 2 a.m. train's lonely
whistle most nights/mornings(?)
and I'm a mile away.

Then there's the trailer park theory
cuz we all know trash lives by the tracks,

Mud racing track...
Replanting of Pines...
Apartment complex...
Aluminum plant (newspaper had this one)...

No matter, really.  The trees are gone.
The animals are all still dead.
The world I've known for
26 years has vanished in a week...

Fuck change.

My Cypress tree produced
almost 30 baby trees this year.
I found them a few weeks ago,
hiding in the grass...tiny trees, inches tall,
reaching for the sky...

As if mother nature is gently
reassuring me
that she always wins
in the end.


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