No Thank You
No thank you.
I don’t agree.
The setting sun
does not remind me
of time’s fleetingness.
Discarded cups of yogurt
in the park do not remind
me of impending
ecological collapse.
The dark wings of crows
do not remind me
of death.
Just today, when I was
walking through the
sunlit park, I saw
a crow eating apple slices
out of a plastic bag,
squawking eagerly
with each crisp bite.
Copyright © C.W. Bryan | Year Posted 2023
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