i took this thinking of my grim spring
but later i might have killed my house squirrel if i could
he's shitting everywhere, strewing garbage and chewing my windowsills and porch wood
i chased him up to the roof and swung my crummy broom at him bending it in half
and moments later he was sitting outside my window looking in at me
i know in the endtimes squirrels will inhabit my sorry space
suzanne talks of eating dogs but my relatives ate squirrels and humans eat all types of souls and the distinctions are weak and arbitrary and prejudicial but i concur, stupidity and evil are burgeoning as the planet grows more technological, more impoverished, more war torn, more desperate.
but what about the superstorms looming?
will they dwarf even war?