Nature
although I am alone I am afraid
though i do not fear the lean creatures that roam, I fear myself
I’ll let the moss intoxicate me and our together DNA will braid
but humans are gleefully destructive
I'll rip and I'll tear, dry the bubbling springs, fell the towering tree
I am uncomfortable being surrounded with such life, such beauty
and that is disgusting
Copyright © Kenna Johnson | Year Posted 2015
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