Fantasy 11 : Ecosystem

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Ecosystem

Slick

Pockmarked by rain,

Warts of a frog

On browning rainbow,

Floating wisp

Of strangulation,

A waiting net

For innocents --

Useful innocents.

I wish they could fly,

I wish they could eat

Whatever they wanted,

I wish they were not slave

To misplaced pride.

Morning:

Guiltily, sleep lingers;

Adamant hunger

Seeks attention,

When distraction hops

Into the doorway --

Little ball of fur,

Like the song;

She even makes the face.

I wish she could fly,

I wish she could live

Wherever she wanted,

I wish she wasn't born

To be carried to death.

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