he looked off the bridge down into the creek for the turtle he spied weeks ago during the rains 

it had been keeping towards the bank sunning on a concrete footing to what must have been an earlier bridge 

the water flowed just inches beneath its perch 

if approached it could step a couple of times and be in the stillquick flowing water

he looked for it

it wasnt there today not as it had been when he took random peek-sees

looking today he thought a quake in his gut Why do I have to look at soddensunken cardboard boxes shopping baskets a cart the sole of a ditched gym shoe Taint fucking taint everywhere  it reminded him of plasticsthe sinister microplastics in the oceans in the guts of birds whales fish turtles he was finally wrapping his head around the factthe fact that the worldthe way it was being treated by humans  by their enormous fucking brains  by sociopathic corporations who would win at any cost  who werent being competitive or ambitious rather call it exactly what it was greed  business greed synonymous the world has become nothing more a dump a trash heap  hundreds of thousands millions knew that but he inhabitinginculcated in the First World shouldnt the whole world be the First World was slow they knew EARTH/TRASH HEAP longer than he no apologeezs would suffice

his Homo sapiens species everyone alive are Homo sapiens the Neandertals Denisovans other human species were sent packing died more likely killed off his vastly communicative social species founded by Mitochondrial Eve she-whose-voicebox-articulations-created-language is kicking the can down the road for future can-kickers and refuses to assume the responsibility for deflowering despoiling the Earth more rapidly than any prior generation  

he wasnt a betting man

                       but hed bet his life savings he did save human Armageddon was going to be horrible  painful  ugly he could only wonder what dominant species would come next possibly cockroaches living doesnt demand overt intelligence or intellect they have slithered among us stealthily since living among the Terrible Lizardsthe dinosaurs or maybe soft pliable octopuses  landmass is disappearing    maybe theyll get a tentaclehold

maybe he ought to quit looking off bridges

noonish,  Monday,  15  4. 19

1227,  Reggae Friday,  19  4. 19

optimistic Zager and Evans  In the Year 2525  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKQfxi8V5FA