Kit Kelen #1339 - I live in a country of boiling frogs

1339

I live in a country of boiling frogs

have you noticed how warm it’s getting?

thought not

land of, swamp, a pond was once

all on deckchairs sunning

around the world, this salt-rise

no good

it’s no good at all

can’t always hear the tide

time was a thing beating under the skin

ah lily pad, lotus

give me mosquitoes

nights by the pond almost dry

and some croak

‘where is the rain?’

but not all can remember

one old frog thinks

must have misplaced it

skin’s not as slimy as it once was

some say we should save ourselves

lots of frog laughter for that

I know how far I can throw my tongue

curve of the earth is nothing

we’re flat

I like a nice round sun

moon too

and all night singing

for love

but watch out!

snakes are fast too

and desert dry some

a big ugly toad loves warmer weather

some say coming for us too

but who knows?

we’ve not invented measurement

there’s no one here to trust

remember splash and frond leap?

back in the day, that was

hot under the collar

some say we could yet boil here

but they do nothing

nobody jumps

just because someone says

we live in a land of boiling frogs

one has to speak for them like this

can you see anything through this smoke?

imagine them, high up in towers

riding a graph

while everywhere a forest falls

and how did we get here?

unfair to them this picture is

frogs really aren’t much trouble