Dear PETA MemberDear PETA member, Your idealism is charming But I would like to offer you A few gentle critiquesDear PETA Member
But allow me to clarify My benign intent I feel you might rush To condemn my conclusions
I, among anyone,
Enjoy life, and seeking The transcendental truths That nature does proffer
And in nature, I have discerned Your logical fallacy, If I may be so candid Please, don’t interrupt
All animals evolved to fit Inside of a niche, One species often gives way To another
Badgers evolved to dig, &n
after snowfallInfinite freezing winds swept down from the heavens- when the blasts and violet nights were but recent memory- bitter, unnatural cold, the kind that kills all the songbirds, so that everlasting quiet falls on the earth.after snowfall
We waited until the stars returned, you and I- fallen from the sky to the wails of air raid sirens; they were there as if 'it' had never happened, glaring down on us like tyrants.
We were never hungry, we promised each other- Abraxas was to be our god, our savior. We had no moral qualms, our prayers were to each other. Only cold reality has us now
BastogneBitter ice crystals form twixt fingers, fingers webbed, amphibian- my still form holds my garand silent. I am a gum tree- pray let me stay rooted to the ground, frozen entrails of those given flight, decorate the trees like christmas morning. frozen blood, black, blue and red, all shades of man's inhumanity glisten like dewdrops. Night falls.Bastogne
It's raining again. Snow drifts sleepily, illuminated blue and red, bright stars which fall for a moment, and die- Dirt rain, ash and upturned soil, strikes my helmet like the hail of early spring.
Devious Journal Entry
Love what you've posted so far, has a bit of an old-world ring to it, refreshing to read. I'm not much of a poet myself, so I can't really do much in the way of crit, but I can always sit around and make senseless commentary. XD
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Nifty
Faith in Humanity Points: 320
Complaintopia's Queen Consort of Procrastination
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Nifty
Faith in Humanity Points: 320
Complaintopia's Queen Consort of Procrastination
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The day after tomorrow is the third day of the rest of your life.
Browsing through the n00blets like myself I see.
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Nifty
Faith in Humanity Points: 320
Complaintopia's Queen Consort of Procrastination
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