B is for Stupid Species

[just a thought i had on Saturday. and then i saw the riots and thought... hmmm... humans]

The planet was passed over in search of something …. Less fertile but also less futile.

The feedback from their collective "intelligence" was stinging.

Turn it down. turn it down!

Too much! Too much squawking! Too much…. Nothing.

Too much fear wears them out

Too much closeted mental space in the place

Too much blind cliff jumpers and hurried grave divers

Too much fear to follow

To much prejudice to swallow

And pride?

Talking about pride

They had none.

If they did – the explorers thought – they would have seen us a long time ago.

They would have seen themselves a long time ago

They would’ve….but they didn’t

And so the planet was passed over.

Because the natives were all too busy trying to act... [kosher]

But really

Truly

What they were doing

Was wearing silk blindfolds and cotton earplugs

While all along intelligence screamed

Tied to a concrete barrier

August 6th, 2011

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