Poisonous Arrows I Send Your Way

A beautiful leaf floats on the morning spring air. It is MINT with a little extra green. The water flowing in the brook points out a crook. I find his company displeasing, but as he continuously looks in a mirror, he loses his ability to see reality. The trees sway and tell him to get away. The squirrels chatter and pray the sky for grey rain every day. Monster man, stay away from my beautiful nature. You will never be king. Disgusting "artifacts" are your thing. I will not let you get me caught up in hatred or bitterness. I just put it on the page, and let it just MELT AWAY. AMEN.