the green revolution
is leading us astray. Streets littered
with nothing but red-tinged leaves
from cloistered trees proclaim
a dedication to the art of work.
house, a western contrivance,
is built into new corporate images
and the shiny surface of our lives
dissimulates the uneasy news
that flickers in high definition.
are the poets for people
who worry about themselves
and conjugate the universe
with single letter words that define
their struggles in the sun.
There is garbage
but it's inconvenient
so it is painted as background.