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We’re keeping our eyes on you – foto Smith

Having this false teeth chunk of intrusive plastic in my mouth every waking hour makes me wonder how horses feel about being ridden with a metal bit forced into their mouths which is pulled and jerked to turn or stop. Can’t be pleasant.

Man(un)kind certainly places thoughtless burdens on the animals, plants, and earth surrounding us

The view changes when one walks in their paws/hoofs/feet.

(Just for clarity, the “beasts” in the poem refers to humans, not the rational animals).

Acid Snow

Such cunning, these beasts.

By pruning Heaven
they’ve stilled the old wild yeasts.

Yet in breeding unleavened
seed such sheetings of grief
shat out uneven
o’er poor human paste
that all dogs believing
rise lonely, and weak.

These acids know weakness.
Know mercy for grief
or inherent meekness
unheeded beneath
these semen stained sheets.

Keeps meat on its knees
and power unaided
or tree on the leaf
and tragic the shaman.

— Smith, 1994


Posted – foto Smith

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