Thoughts, Prayers and Other S***
When trees are down lift them
up. Bench press them skyward
and smile. Generate an income
on thoughts and prayers and
sweat and tears. When trees
are down, lift them up. Re-root
them in the manure of your life.
That shit has to be good for some
thing. Wish for cash to grow like
needles, pluckable and evergreen,
currency prompted by a nine-year
-old in a blue dress with her head
on your shoulder. She is working
for pennies and if you produce,
you earn. Make space for the veins
of the tree in the earth, water
what would have been a grave
collect thoughts and prayers,
feed them to the soil. More shit
never hurt a felled tree, secret wish.
" Generate an income
on thoughts" - very insigthful, indeed. And yet, very prospect of monetization of thougths is extremly scaring.
I like the way in which this one is being narrated. Upvoting!
Thank you very much @bacus15. It is frightening.
Most welcome. Yes, frightening and fascinating on the very same time.
Do check my poems, if you feel inclined too :) .
OMW over.
OMW?
OMW = on my way :)
Ah, ok :) :)
I love reading your poems! Get to escape reality for a few minutes. :) thanks so much!
Thank you!
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