inhale

we came here for the oxygen.
we may have come from the stars.
for years we didn't realize it was from the green.
so we ate their young, then their limbs, then their everything else.
they never complained.
so we ate, ate, ate.
ate, ate, ate.
feasted on.

then we had an idea to have roofs over our heads and walls around our skin.
it had to be made out of something living.
the animals squealed too much, they loved their skin too much.
so we turned on the plants again.
we went to cut, cut, cut.
cut, cut, cut.

does the world seem less green to you now?
it's getting harder to breathe.
running out of forests to eat.
look up at the stars, now.
think there's a somewhere we can land?
somewhere to inhale the life out of.
we'll name it after this one.



2015.jan.25