Sitting Below the Shadow of a Mushroom on a Blade of Grass


Is the snail weary of the sickle
as it basks in the profit of the
Mushroom’s shadow? Does his hardened shell
protect him for the angry blade of
the landscaper’s vengeance? Is he safe
from the salted sweat that beads upon
the brows of working men as they toil
in the brilliant sun wrapped in layers
of useless sunscreens? AS IF lotion
is a true defense against matter
infused with a new energy and
unbound from the natural order
of slow decay…

(Excerpt from a new piece that will appear in the upcoming collection After the New Clear Dawn)
KMcGee – 2016