
Bad Survivalist: W.E. Pierce
A Suitable Piece of Real Estate (As You Like It)
By the pine gap
in these woods
is a green door
into the code
We find it on
an early walk
after coffee
(imported
unimportant)
The air is cold
but the door steams
warm to the touch
though we don’t touch
It hums Someone
runs the numbers
on this thing that
hasn’t happened to us yet
(the insects halve and halve
and halve and halve and halve)
when we walk through
ten thousand years
each less and less alike
we realize we like this place
and willingly would
waste our time in it
W.E. Pierce is a poet and journalist living near Chicago. His poetry has appeared in The Literary Review and is forthcoming in Word For/Word.
Image: Wikimedia Commons
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