Ground down and out
and by and down
beef alaid on the dirt-laden cement
just picked up and reput
back into circulation
I eat seabreeze strawberries
the wind of the ocean
blowing a watery brackish blackbreeze
the sunken tarnishness of oil
killing many life-forms on the carpet
of the sea.
Mankind has stuck its hand too far into the Earth.
Pollution Palace -- equine-whisperer