Steem-Pocalypse Poetry Day 5--Round 1
Appendages
Maybe we’re foolhardy.
Lucky in meeting one another,
feeling lucky
with a dude with a chainsaw.
Maybe not the best idea.
But I’m sick of not trusting.
Mistrust is one of the ills
that led us here.
Cannibalizing one another.
A physical manifestation
of a societal, spiritual sickness.
Still, getting killed
by a chainsaw
is probably horrific.
Certainly for an onlooker,
and one of us would have to.
Two. We are two.
He is one and a half.
(I count the chainsaw as a half life.)
We could take him
and win over the chainsaw.
A little pet of our own.
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