Shot in his ribs; he cries, "Oh the dis-familiarity of such a name, oh the cruelty of such a pain, oh the game of such a vain and ugly creature, who slinks toward me!"
2246 November 7 2018 this is a narrative sort of thing
Once for the witches rabbit hole And twice for the foxes hymn While one began to pluck her mole The other tricked and teased men Though two and the same They’re known for different years And both are to blame For trickery and fears
The teacher stands before her detained class And from behind her authoritative podium She equates abortion to the holocaust A dangerous comparison in an educational garrison But the other children nodded their heads in agreement A benefit of having the ear of youth Is being able to infect it with your own toxic ideology What bacteria did this ear infection consist of? Conservatism? Religiosity? Chastity? The answer was depressingly simple I was the only one there unaware of Fox News I was a casualty of the confusion The confusion engendered By venom thoughts placing politic-colored glasses on the entrenched masses Entertainment Used to convey anger and hate Emotions worth conveying But not living in The intents and desires of their vulnerable receivers become an incongruous disaster
What could I have done? Minds as still as the pharaohs heart We live in a society where we're all infantilized by one myth Good and evil Looking back on what I did do I didn't do much But I did do something I didn't nod my head like a ******* sycophant
The trees are a kaleidoscope of the green rivets of sunshine peak through the canopy of leaves as the light flows to the forest floor. Vines wrap their arms around the trunks of the trees climbing to reach the sun Each desperately fighting for the just a piece of the warm glow Robins, swallows, and Cardinals all sing their songs as they glide from branch to branch filling the woods with their symphonies. A fox dashes across a steady stream leaping over rocks and fallen logs making his way home again.
the neighbour's fox terrier has taken to chasing me a couple of days ago I was walking to the car-shed and when he sighted me pursuit was firmly in his head my walking gait changed to a very fast run so he'd not bite me on the leg before I go outside I take a three sixty look around and see if the coast is clear of the tracking hound
