poetry by j matthew waters

harvesting the spoils

they worked conspiracy hill
like well programmed robots
carrying handheld devices
and tagging certain grids
with various colored flags
teleporting data
back to mother

the hill had taken a pounding
from the cosmic bullets
raining from above
vaporizing the rebel forces
and forever altering the
surrounding mineral

they had flattened this hill
before and fully intend
to mine it again
transporting the riches
through the ancient routes
terminating far inside
orion’s belt

august two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “harvesting the spoils

  1. “conspiracy hill” – so aptly named. Yes, we keep doing the same damage over and over again…sadly.

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