Saturday, September 08, 2012

On the brink

Oh yes I see, I see how you are Earth
You don't want me here
The summer party has finished
You want me to take a cue

Your ground doesn't want me here
It now lashes back at my every step, punishing my knees
Your sky doesn't want me here
It now sweeps me into small caves with its icy cold winds

Your livestock doesn't want me here
It punishes my organs as I feast on their flesh
Your humans do not want me here
Not one of them look at me with satisfied eyes

Yes, but you will see, Earth, how I am
I don't need you or them
This world here was just a start for me
I only stayed for the open bar

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