Survival

 

On Saturday

I watched a live demonstration
On how to throw an At-latel
 Such a simple device
 Could take down a Mastodon.

Today,
 I sit in the industrial park: suite 10101
Eyeing a Canada Goose
Waddling across a thin strip of brown grass
And I prepare my weapons:
Cynicism, honed into a positive attitude

Disgust, pounded into consent
A sneer, whittled carefully into a smile

 Survival.