Coyotes roam for rabbits.
Deer graze beyond the
grave protecting fence.
A venomed snake,
slithered between bars,
warms upon the marker
of the self-sufficient dead.
The snake with a shake of its percussive tail,
kindly warns of its lethal grin
when a widow comes with flowers for her kin.
Nearby,
Minutemen missiles rest in siloes
both phallic
and
invaginated
within the sorrowed
mother body earth.
Mars and madness
waiting to give birth.
De-
struct
De-
fend,
world with or without end.
We will make peace.
If not make peace, prevent war.
If not prevent war,
wreck a win,
for our survival.