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Preface: There is entirely too much water being consumed.  People should be satisfied with thirst and being dry.  They should think about desert sand, romancing dunes and bleached bones in repose.

 
People become inflated with hydration
Leaving faucets on, mouths wide open
Under the deluge of flowing water spouts                                      
Every drop is counted against humanity
Wasted on stupid sacks of wet fluidity               
Walking around with tongues hung drooling
Carbon based units most insidious when wet
 
Something is wrong when not forgotten
Hydration is the sin of water taken in
Environments remember every sin
Nature hates you because you take from it 

The sum worth of oceans is in their taste
Is salt not dry?  Is it the flavor of the day?
Environments are crying for revenge against humanity

Parched deserts are void of thinking water
There is no shame in thirst
Under the sun there is no shade to hide
Heat and land flow dry on to tomorrow 

Adding water to a person porous is a sin
Being parched is not when plugged up properly 
Emptiness can be dangerous but it is kind
This condition of dry is a state of holiness
There is nothing that a desert can not fix
That which buries you is friendly

Leakage is a crime against humanity 
People who drink will end up in a well
Will sink in perpetuity to new depths
Hollow to the bitter end down in a hole
Not worthy of a soul worth drowning

Emptiness will follow you to oceans depths 
In debt you will be swallowed whole by them
They rise to levels with high tides to float
To their horizons saturated with insurgence
Where will you go when waters stop you cold? 

Fluid intake is a compromise to thirst
Don’t do it if you are wise
It weighs heavy on the bladder of the drinker                                     
People who leak on lawns should not
Should be arrested and pay high fines
Urination is not the nation I had in mind
When I moved into the community
Actions have consequences when not dry
There is a cure called incarceration
It comes with a slice of bread but no water
Because that would be wrong 
For the damage done to lawns

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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