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Dogs 2017

NO MAN'S LAND
(3/21/17)

we are
a post hoc
afterbirth

the planet
was progressing
along
quite nicely
without us

there was
balance

if not
complete
harmony

billions
of years
without the need
to imagine
a creator

then we rise
eleventh hour
from dirt
proclaiming
divinity

in our
own image

now
what's left
of creation
comprehends
evil

praying
for our
extinction