Tuesday, January 15, 2019

untitled villanelle

a dirty little secret toll
with a cost more dear than it seems
weighs so heavy on my soul

it feels as if we’ve lost control
in the shadow of the black seams
dug ourselves into a hole

a mountain moved who can console
burying the truth with the streams
weighs so heavy on my soul

sulfur slurry down the loophole
poisoning our future and dreams
forests flattened by charcoal

how can we help but play a role
within these suicidal schemes
burning both ends pole to pole

a mountain moved who can console
remove the speck to see the beams
a dirty little secret toll
weighs so heavy on my soul


ken ostrander 

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