I’ll tell you what it’s like wanting to be harmless

There was a time I couldn’t walk on grass

Hyper aware of pain that could be caused I stumbled through fields only stepping in dirt

Every time I accidentally kill a spider I mourn it for a moment and lament the loss of life

When I find bugs on me I put them back on the ground

Used to fumble through life without thinking of it

Do you count the number of animals that had to die for your dinner?

Think of their suffering at the hands of us

Born destined to live short and cruel lives

I talk to my house as if concerned it might feel unloved

It’s so hard to exist in this world

I think of the hands that made my clothing

My phone

So many suffering beings on one planet

If we were supposed to do something, it was exist within nature and with kindness to wildlife

But then the Romans happened.

Fuck the Romans.

I wish I could exist without harming anyone

It’s always on my mind

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