I ran so fast yeah I ran so far
Just to run a little further
Not comfortable backtracking anymore
Laying on my back wondering if she'll still make here
The blinds are drawn shut not for fear
Of who will see me but who I may see out there
Been worried for so long I now fear
I may lose sight of why I'm scared
I want the green again to combat the brown
Yet it seems the blues and purples are readily available smoke now
Nearly every fucking color of the rainbow pushed crap
Hey fucking kids crossed with my good thing damn open pollinating
Dam rabbits showed goats to all the damn crops
Hahaha and I'm too stoned to stop
Wrong crop Wrong crop
Hey leave some for me
I'll be eating rabbit and kid meat
With wacky tobaccky finishing possibly
And a whole new strain of seed
For another season of planting
Let it rain plastic mercury water on me
To eliminate another year of planting
Soon too go next are the wild things
Corporate sponsored mushroom raking
Don't ask yeah mhm
I don't want to kill again
YOU ARE READING
New poetry book or...
PoetryShort story, long stories, stories that must rhyme and by written poetically, I think. I might add my earlier poems to this collection also.