It’s no good cooking meat now,
when the universe is fasting.
Surrounded by a tripwire,
either way there’s blasting.
Some folks fear the cowboys’ pride
enhancing man’s undoing.
The trees that whisper sweet consent
betray explosion brewing.
It’s no good cooking meat now,
when the universe is fasting.
Surrounded by a tripwire,
either way there’s blasting.
Some folks fear the cowboys’ pride
enhancing man’s undoing.
The trees that whisper sweet consent
betray explosion brewing.