Natasha Champney
Under the golden moon snake river
fists twist & turn & wolves
growl and the crow swoons--
stars weep & moan.
The ocean sighs
the tides come & go
screaming of drowned fish
fumigated by poison juice
dropped into Mother Earth's belly
disease doom in the
shadow of a soaring seagull's
gray wings stretching
like spoons sipping & sifting
through the smog-infested sky
clouds rumble in agony
as she is wet from the sorrow
death multiplies as a species
drops to dust each day
as humans accumalate
gold watches & autos
speeding by the meadow where
the gray rabbit nibbles her
last bite of moist green grass
another mall built there
another steel machine comes
into invention another steel heart.
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