cast metal and ceramic
banks wear top hats to signify rank
the
Bering strait
the
Bering sea
the
Bering land bridge
bearing
all we will
ever
come to bare
weighted
to be
we
once thought
gold
had claws and
raked
the sky at night
how
empirical were
the
first humans to inhabit
what
is now North America
did
they plan on becoming legend
museums
on demand, sandy ghosts
whisked
atop a once, an endless sea of grass
entire
plains ripped open for factory farms
where
we once thought
gold had claws and
raked the sky at night
we
now know why
we have pushed for fences
once
comfort started to squeeze us
inside the
wide open spaces
of
América del Norte
we
are at our core
an
impaled skin
a
hairless toothed
bored
regard
of left hands
and protein
sequences
we
boar hunt
borrowing
against
our
humanity
in
guarded secrets
every
year as to
when
and where
the
mayhem of guns
and
liquor would begin
when
xenophobic shallow
gene pool training and
evocations
suffice as
payment methodologies
hand in hand with faith
instead of sold insurances
that
we've long since stopped
putting down, in writing
figuring our stores of iron, brass,
powder
and flasks would be enough
to out last anyone, in a war of dug holes
all
to win the hollow of husks
akin
to shooting fish
in a small barrel glad
wish
handling of emotions
in reality, we only stretch out
our little necks
of
the woods
through
glorifying
the
comforts of our cages
we
are nowhere, near
out
of reach from where
contagious
meteors might strike
or
bacteria chances a ride
on
the eternal simplicity of the wind
looking for
a piece of paradise
to
bug out and multiply in
EJR
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