eco fail


A close-up photograph of a dark, gnarled tree trunk with a twisted, curved shape, standing amidst a lush, green wooded area. The image's focus on the raw, natural form of the tree serves as a backdrop to the poem, which humorously explores a moment of ecological guilt and anxiety.

i threw out my crust at lunch
flung it in the bush
only to have nightmares
of headlines years on
native australian species blighted by
strange ailment
thought to have been
introduced by
half-eaten ham and cheese
sandwich
Cape to Cape Walk; Day 4

your thoughts?