When you go with your gut,
your gut goes green.
Haven’t we seen enough already?
I mean, haven’t we seen it all?
The way a leaf falls
laconically into view
is what we were hoping to name.
Meanwhile, a climate of unreadiness
barks a warning
through the many-eyed night
and pulls you, me, and the other
three people we are
into what resembles anxiety,
but the colors aren’t the same
as what we’re used to,
and much colder than we are.
-r. miller
*Insert Propaganda Here* 