When there is no water left, we'll leave. Until then, we ration what we pull from the well. Three-quarters of a bucket for drinking (a full one when the day gets above 90 degrees, which is happening ... [+]
Pome and human
spawned from seed.
Safe in germination
an embryonic refuge.
Phototropism in its essence
arching toward the light.
Both fated to work
their existence, commodified.
One to feed, off sunbeams and sugar.
One to work, on bellies of offal rice, mouths of cotton tufts.
Both grown
For Profit.
Both destined to suspend
from woody limbs.
A timely harvest,
pageantry of
prized produce.
Humans are always in season.
spawned from seed.
Safe in germination
an embryonic refuge.
Phototropism in its essence
arching toward the light.
Both fated to work
their existence, commodified.
One to feed, off sunbeams and sugar.
One to work, on bellies of offal rice, mouths of cotton tufts.
Both grown
For Profit.
Both destined to suspend
from woody limbs.
A timely harvest,
pageantry of
prized produce.
Humans are always in season.