Waging War

change is the fairytale told
and hung on a clothes-line

I get up in the morning
the sun slithers between

Lackner Boulevard and
Lackner Woods

in the morning you can't
sit on the front porch

this is a place for evenings
and light faintly trickling

to the bottom of the driveway
as though seasons occur daily

one day a squirrel disappeared
beneath the wheels of an SUV

yesterday i cut down a tree
and the birds were silenced

when I turn on the computer
there is war everywhere

mimicking the latest PC game release
and the political of a country at war