Bloodletting

Spring was a time for change
What else can be accomplished in the time that it takes birdsong to reach coda?
Bloodletting on the side of a stream
Ice was swirling in the soda like a mid-summer night’s dream
But it- it was only Spring

Spring was a time for war
The kind where no-one even asks what they started fighting for
Senseless violence and all the bloodshed
Missiles dancing in the clouds that waterboarded roofs below
Peace and love were nice while they lasted, but now its time to lock and load

Spring is done, Summer’s begun
Lets everyone collapse under the heat of the sun

Spring is done, the battle’s been won
Everyone survived the unloading of guns