Gemini Antlers

Simple confusion and contemplation

Historical accounts of civilization’s birth
leave me light-headed and heavy-hearted.
Ask the beggar on the train when it started
and he reminds me that it hasn't.

Countless millennia haven’t been enough
to teach us how to walk
We stumble clumsily and dangerously
like a newborn fawn without the innocence
teetering on either destruction or salvation.

Sometimes they feel like one and the same.

Decided to watch the news last night
and saw Bambi get impaled
through the neck by his own father,
like some tragically disfigured statue of Gemini.