Painted Picture
The earth hums, the machinery sparkles in the night.
Tic, tic, tic, it crawls over the landscape so slowly and deliberate.
It is chewing at the earth like a slow-motion tornado.
Stop signs, political signs, environmental signs and peace sign are rolled over into the chemical mulch of industry.
The animals were scraped off first.
I am walking away on these coats of fur, not looking back.
We are off to the zoo in June to show Natasha what is left.
There have been millions of human beings that have used words to communicate their concern over the way we live our lives.
The most widely use of words may be the bible.
Whatever is said in the bible makes sense to some point of view.
It is even worshiped.
Though these words here do not make sense at all.
They just fall out over the rim.
Does life or comment have to make sense or is the emotion carried enough to give meaning to this life.
Does this chiseling of stone create anything but dust?
I have no clue?
I sound just like a screeching owl in the twilight.
Is he asking for peace or is he just jumping away from a snake?
Painted Picture

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Words & Graphics by Tomas