Caterpillar, A War Cry
{4 of 5}
Drive-By Shooting
photos of
big, beautiful homes -
some draped in vines and
poking out from
blossoming magnolias
{givers and takers},
sucking nutrients -
sucking nutrients -
beautiful as they are in our eyes.
Some shiny and new with a matching Volvo,
“Safest car on the road,”
their signs sometimes say;
protectors of life
{for those inside},
sucking nutrients -
sucking nutrients -
beautiful in the eye of the beholder.
It all makes sense -
they’d kill themselves
{more than they already are}
if they saw the
killer in the mirror.
If they saw past their own smile...
A smile, still.
If they saw past their own smile...
A smile, still.
...
...breathe in = kill.
A battle cry
...
...against you and I.
A battle cry
...
...against you and I.
Her song
makes my heart
sing along
through the
through the
speakers made from
oil-soaked birds and
little fingers,
hidden behind
locked doors and
thick forests and
endless deserts
in the most
picturesque countries
I will one day fly to
{while they still exist} and
{while they still exist} and
capture on camera...
Drive-by Shooting.
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