S. T. Fleming

Language. Education. Literacy. Creation.

Their Oil

I sped my SUV
down my street,
took the Otis to my 7th floor
turned on my flat panel
to see the news from the coast
 
Oil! Everywhere!
How could they let that happen!
The birds! the turtles!
 
I took out my Papermate to pen a note to my senator.
Nah, I’ll just e-mail my disgust
about what they do and what they didn’t do,
about what they should do and shouldn’t do.
 
I’d take the bus tomorrow
if I could stop to buy my coffee.

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