Saturday, June 18, 2016

8307. AH SUBURBIA, WEARY OF TIME!

AH SUBURBIA, 
WEARY OF TIME!
My dog barks while your
edge trimmer howls, and your
leaf-blower roars. This is the
symphony now of the times
we inhabit, the hounding voices
of the dead and the doomed?
Mowing that grass is a 
thankless task.

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