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Madi Dec 2016
Snowball bushes and fresh grass
It wasn't summer yet I could feel the heat from you
Soft browns and whites, the pupils of your eyes more of a calm black
Lost in the youth of the moment
And the innocence of freshman year
Winter always makes me nostalgic
  Dec 2016 Madi
Waking up one morning
It's a normal kind of day
Only there are bulldozers
on their way

It goes this way:
At the end of your driveway
down to the right
in front of the picket fence
The land is graded
a horizontal drill brought in
made to feel at home

You see,
We you me may own the land
But the mineral rights are theirs

A concrete utility structure goes up,
in what do you think?
About three weeks?

Chemicals are shot
horizontally under the land
under the house
to release the gas from the sand
While the ground water
is fearfully shivering
it knows
its days are numbered.

The concrete utility chimney
pouring out chemical smoke
24 hours a day.

The  County says,
"What do you expect us to do?"
The State says
"***** You "

Cancer clusters
Sick kids
Chemical water tasting very weird

Guess what?

Whether it be our 89,000
189,000 or 889,000 dollar
American dream home
The dog is going to be
taking a **** in the backyard
claiming ownership.

Welcome to LA too
No matter where you are
Every other day
the earth is shaking
buildings tumbling
Dance Dance Dance

Dots on a map
thousands of them
all around us
coming our way.

Better take a drive
next time on talk radio
"Drill baby Drill"

All hail Exxon
Cars love Shell Gasoline

The old USA
******* gas
And it sure ain't nitrous
cars idoling on a stop and go freeway
finding our true purpose
a grounded oil derreck
for the Koch Brothers
He who pays the piper calls the tune
Oh yeah
Drill baby Drill
I'm heading up Highway 101

The Earth hot and *****
for a new life form

Welcome to the new world order
Welcome to the new USA
Purloined, poisoned, polluted
The United Petro States of America.

Hey Hey Hey
"New world order" of course, Bruce Springsteen, the Boss.
If you live near one of these friggin fracking structures, love to hear about it.

Sometimes you gotta write a protest song.
Madi Nov 2016
Listening to the music made by the trees
Leaves rustling and the small of fresh water as the clouds cry for each other
I begin to wonder why I waste my time thinking about my past
I'll be posting more often. Sorry I haven't been posting lately.
  Oct 2016 Madi
You are the light rain; softly falling towards the ground, giving me a calm feeling.

You are the lightning that electrifies me, sending shock waves through my body; consuming my thoughts, consuming me.

You are the thunder that keeps me on my toes; a screaming reminder of what it is like to be alive.

You are the soothing winds that carry me; a tender embrace, a soft caress, giving me peace at the slightest touch.

Yet our love was too much and it quickly became a hurricane; huge nimbus clouds rioting across the sky, a warning of what's to come; the torrential and unforgiving rain, relentless as it soaked every surface and precipice.

We are each other's salvation, rain, lightning, thunder and wind. **Yet no one ever told us that we would brew a storm and become each other's worst destruction.
  Sep 2016 Madi
The glimpse of shadow in light of dark
He burned her heart of paperwork
Spilled gasoline of demise to soak her
She swallowed the fire of his pride
Erased from surface of existence
He catapulted her to demonic inferno
A monster cloaked in red and smoke
Worshipped the goddess of golden hate
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