Caterpillars…Friday August 29, 2014 Omaha, NE #SchwervonPoetry

SchwervonwithFig

photo by Sara Bertuldo

I’ve been tricked by flying caterpillars
 It’s a special kind of ugly.
 There is no make up for it.
 I’ve embraced it for most if my life.
 They lay their eggs in your garden.
Their children feed on you leafy greens.
It’s better when…
Of course I understand.
You’re just doing what comes natural.
But just because there is water does that mean something has to drink it?
 Life in a car is not totally unlike living in a mobile green house.
A green house that farts toxic gas into the atmosphere.
 Look the people that I love are all over the map.
Some of them are healing. Some of them are dying.
Some of them are healing others and some of them are dying eggs.
And some if them are dying t-shirts.
 And some are selling T-shirts
And some are selling eggs.
 Sometimes I over act
And sometimes I over react
But I never wanted to react over and over.
 I wanted to act. But then I realized that I couldn’t.
At least the way I wanted to.

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