“Life expectancy would grow in leaps and bounds if only
green vegetables smelled as good as bacon.”
the mold we accept
arid climes grow
green with thirst,
green at the gills
as smog clogs airways.
rife with rot,
today’s jungle canopy
green out the sun
as greenish bacteriasharpens its fangs.
Posted over at dVerse Poets Pub Q-9