like grounding runs electricity off
its arc and into its non-conductible waste
that is this strange and humid day
when some people threaten others
and others wander past the scene later
not imagining what the hell was going on...
I'm not in love with the way Life was designed
and wonder sometime if the Lord Itself
is in its right mind...it gets pretty hard
to care after this continual shit
and even the Source of All Life
doesn't quite seem to get it that you can only
do so much draining in this humid muck we call today....
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
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