White Woman’s Burden

Swift smoke streams bite grey wafts
and heavy laden, leaden clouds
rush on the blasting, frantic wind.
Stoic conifers and bare trees bend
not more pissing snow again
and unbend, weave, give and lean.

Swift smoke streams bite grey wafts
and heavy laden, leaden clouds
rush on the blasting, frantic wind.
Stoic conifers and bare trees bend
not more pissing snow again
and unbend, weave, give and lean.
One finds me today
hanging from the ceiling wrapped
up in a blue sheet,
fearing parachute failure,
all tied up in knots
being sound of mindful
trying to unravel travel
fresh direction for a camel:
Laundromatica?
Certain factica
They just got me more sciatica