It is too nice out
to write poetry today

not for lack of subject matter
- the world is still a terrible place

(genocidemultinational corporate tyrannyhuman rights violationsmass extinctionsmall arms proliferationrapeantibiotic-resistant bacteriawage inequity
and right now
right now
a parent
is telling their child
"because I say so!")

but the sun is out,
people are smiling
doing their best
to bring more people into this world
(do they know something I don't?)

so like a lizard on a hot rock
sucking my lolly,
I renew my concern for creature comforts;
like a frog in a pot
on a stove
I feel no need
to move.

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