shit poetry...actually part of a narration script thing too

And every time a crevice of the earth is revealed 

A new place is created

spread by word of mouth like a dirty secret in middle school

and then just like the teacher reads the note to the class

that place is revealed

and for a while it rests, but after the swarms of people

like bees moving toward fresh spring flowers

the place is gone

the once clear waters are muddied

minds are obscured in tourist towns

problems are created for the natives

drugs are peddled and pollution is at an all time high

but why can’t we move around?

We were put on this earth to see it, right?

yes we were

to see the stretches of dessert and the cloudy moon  on the horizon

like a milky spot in the middle of a latte

but soon it will be dirt

and compouds

and man made beaches will appear

as we try so hard to understand the place we’re in

man gets frustrated

and everything becomes an adaptation to our lives

we are turning the world into the mans ideal perfect world

we are messing with the natural order of things

we are pissing off mother nature

and we are dealing with the consequences

maybe it’s time to stop

take a breather

leave our expectations and our wallets at home

and let the world teach us a little something

because after all

as Alejandro Jodorowsky once said

"Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness"

hope it snows soon,

casey