When things

[wasellajam]

When things really piss me off
I go and write a poem
or walk the dog and watch the trees
ensconced in their xylem, phloem,
reciting plant Hesiod in the breeze
with no tree linguist to know ‘em.

They don’t care about our goings on,
the anthropophagi of the wheat and corn
industries. We’re just consumers to them,
numbers on a spreadsheet, going 
up and down as assumptions vary.

Give me a tale instead, of Mary 
speaking to Hashem’s
son back from the desert, hairy
and full of smiles.

Enjoying the language and the need to replace the hard facts with something sweet..
S2L1 seemed to be about the trees (true) then the industries (true).

Heard this yesterday, one of my all time favorite lines. "I used to be disgusted, now I try to be amused."