methane
if i could count
the years slinging newspapers
as taxable income
then i could say
that i have been working steadily
for over thirty years
that’s a lot of time given over
to the nonsense and pointlessness
inherent in mankind
it is enough to make one
bleed the years and weep
but instead i sit here tonight
the vodka swirling in my head
over wilted vegetables and burnt steak
thinking of all of the cows
the thousands, the millions of them
grazing in fields and suffering in cages
farting and shitting methane into the air
strangling the atmosphere
and also making this planet
inhospitable to human life
i think of all those cows
i think of all of those years
then i bow my head
and curse an unloving and false god
called america
pick up my fork full of burnt meat
and take
a bite.
--John Grochalski
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