Monday, January 7, 2013

Forest Fires


Always it’s the righteous man,
Under god, and flying stealth…
When given ample lengths of rope
Will eventually hang himself.

Most of the rabid book burners
Hide porno on their shelves…
Give them enough crosses;
They will crucify themselves.

I’ve seen too many tall trees,
Burn down to smoke and ash…
As weak men cover trails
With a single safety match.

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