Weather Whatever

How did the jungle get here? Did it come on a train like an old time circus rolling in before dawn while we splattered safety-nets with doomsday drivel. A rainforest has invaded; has manifested out of alarm and a far too high quotient of native dumbness. The clacking of parrots mutes the lowing of milk cows, only the cicada drone on happy to click along. This green thunder is oppressive. The domestic canopies of backyards are sprouting mythic Triffids. Grass is getting spikey and carnivorous. Tabby cats are abducted by prowling panthers. Giant sloths hang from the hedgerows. Did we dream up this primal Eden? Did we cancel the regular unpredictable weather of predictable Ohio? Global Warming could never have appeared to be real if we had not made it so by thinking it so, and as so many here think very little - we had it coming.