Bless You (2011)
[Click on the image above to see the view with binoculars.]
In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.--Sylvia Plath, "Daddy"
Image initially made with Quasz. Post-processed until it asked for a Kleenix.
Mash UpAcolytes of the AlmightyDollar squeezeThat eagle’s talonsAs they hurtle aboveThe gaping mawOf the Grand Canyon.Confidence is a conWith fun-house mirrorsThat distorts health care,Shelter, and nourishment,Undermining valuesOf whatever is needed.Herds of cattle rumble,Panic, and plungeFor safety in numbers,While rhinestone herders Burn paper moneyFor the value of smoke and ash.[Disposable Poem September 24, 2011]Dr. Mike
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