little girl
what is that infernal noise lin asks
you mean that constant
pervasive parasitic enervating
grumbling dissonant filthy grinding noise
yes'm that noise
oh you sweet silly girl you're so young
so much yet to learn if i tell you
you won't believe me
try me she says
that is not the sound of one hand clapping
nor a tree falling in the forest
that is the sound of men certain men
those that will ambush you perhaps not violently
but relentlessly
until they wear you down
and sap your spirit
cause you to weep cause you to moan
cause you to despair for yourself and all humanity
not all men i add perhaps convincingly
most are lovely
~
do we know such men she asks
we do i say
they are everywhere in plain sight
and hidden
even here where we type
lin squints clint eastwood style
makes her hand like a pistol
and growls make my day
~~~
"cause you to weep cause you to moan"
https://www.wikiwand.com/en/articles/In_the_Pines
Poetry by one trick pony

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Written on 2025-04-02 at 18:40



