I know it’s a harbinger of justice thing.
Neurodivergent AF.
Harking The End,
As Cozy Companion.
Soothsaying Ragnarok –
No Wait, It’s Already Ongoing.
I’ve literally watched the white ash,
Like snow –
Falling across my bare skin.
Like toxic precipitation.
Carbon, better spent elsewhere.
Driving my Tacoma,
Through drifting white ash,
With Logger Guru,
To get treats,
Out of the house.
Gifted him a book on Philosophy,
Just to give him “Choices.”
He never read it.
Coward –
Uses his age as excuse
To avoid learning digital or hardware realities.
Diesel engines all sound the same.
A Logger Guru Wisdom,
Is knowing how far across the valley,
Or mountain,
A diesel engine was just by hearing.
We deserve little treats,
Like cheap 7-11 slurpees.
Hell,
When I got suspended at 11,
For grabbing a kid by the neck –
Who crushed my pelvis between tables,
Slamming him face-first into a coat hook.
So –
I wasn’t going to laze around the house,
Or sit in an office.
I was going to work on the mountain,
At 11.
Like some sick biopic.
Highlight of digging culvert ditches,
In the pouring rain at 6am.
Seven Eleven Food.
Cheap Cold Coffee Drinks,
In Cans.
Learning to let your elbow free float –
Soas:
Not to burn fuck outta yourself,
Scalding hot coffee,
In pickup trucks across shitty logging roads,
Up Through Temperate Rainforest.
Seeking Value Most In Cedar.
Toxicology & All.
Gas Mask Sawmill Existences,
For Irishmen With Cedar Allergies.
Some Poor Millwright Bastard I Loved.
Slam Dayz?
Done.
Learned formula,
Mastered formula,
Moved on.
Cadence & Meter Like Clockwork.
My Pattern Recognition Got Bored.
Know why I love my old man?
Because he trusted me at eleven,
With twenty five ton iron.
After I sat behind him,
On the fucking rad –
As he hoechucked us all fucking 360 Degrees.
Up at 4am,
Seve at 6 or 7,
Travel Time Depending.
Take one lunch.
Hoechuck until 7pm,
Go home at twilight.
Dusk guiding us home.
Couple weeks,
Changed my worldview.
Very few,
Understand flippant natures.
Gazing longingly at Entropy.
You don’t know all those dead men,
Can ask him to name.
Both know.
Soothsaying Ragnarok.
