Life Has a Way of Intruding

The wind blows through the pine trees.
The water rushes over the rocks.
The fish chase each other around the pond.
The sun bounces off the flowers.
The dog sneaks off to the neighbor’s yard
to do his business, which I will have to
pick up with a non-biodegradable poop bag
because biodegradable poop bags are hard to
find thus resulting in everlasting poop life
in a landfill. I will put the bag in the
garbage which won’t be picked up until the
following Thursday and it is only Saturday
so the garbage will smell really bad by then.
It was supposed to be a serene scene evoking
the feel of a Japanese poem. Ah, life.

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