LittleSiss
Sorceress
Levittown!
It doesn’t matter which one but it was the original.
Driveways, a garages, and a simple space of green ... called a lawn space.
The entire development was built by veterans and unemployed 4f’ers.
The money was flowing and “IKE” was dictating a solid upgrade of an amazing complex of might and fear.
The entire world was in recovery but we had an edge.
They needed “us”.
So begins a story that will never be explained.
Wars have been fought and landsconcurred.
This one was special.
There were no spoils to speak of ...
All was left without.
The economy of every country completely eliminated.
Money was valued by the ability to resolve itself.
For a time government subsidizes manage to keep everything stable.
Then a major calamity ensued.
Mentally of fear and impending danger.
The markets adjusted the price of everything.
But gas was kept extremely low, at least in the states.
One retiring politician worried about a growing military complex.
That was before the change!
My mother explained thousands of times how we saved the world.
Stone walls falling to the streets below.
Milk found without a question.
Eggs to eat at sunrise.
I’m not saying it was wrong or punishing.
It was simply life as we knew it.
I learned to identify a Chinook helicopter.
And many planes as they flew over.
Simple ones like a 707 or 727 or a 747.
But others ...
105’s or 4’s ... Hornet’s or F-111’s.
People still joke about it, when I say.
I have a thing about planes ...
Not horses
It’s the thrill of nothingness.
A burning in my head.
Above and yet grounded
Away from everything.
What do you see?
An open field with uncertainty.
I believed her at first ...
So delightfully pleasant.
It doesn’t matter which one but it was the original.
Driveways, a garages, and a simple space of green ... called a lawn space.
The entire development was built by veterans and unemployed 4f’ers.
The money was flowing and “IKE” was dictating a solid upgrade of an amazing complex of might and fear.
The entire world was in recovery but we had an edge.
They needed “us”.
So begins a story that will never be explained.
Wars have been fought and landsconcurred.
This one was special.
There were no spoils to speak of ...
All was left without.
The economy of every country completely eliminated.
Money was valued by the ability to resolve itself.
For a time government subsidizes manage to keep everything stable.
Then a major calamity ensued.
Mentally of fear and impending danger.
The markets adjusted the price of everything.
But gas was kept extremely low, at least in the states.
One retiring politician worried about a growing military complex.
That was before the change!
My mother explained thousands of times how we saved the world.
Stone walls falling to the streets below.
Milk found without a question.
Eggs to eat at sunrise.
I’m not saying it was wrong or punishing.
It was simply life as we knew it.
I learned to identify a Chinook helicopter.
And many planes as they flew over.
Simple ones like a 707 or 727 or a 747.
But others ...
105’s or 4’s ... Hornet’s or F-111’s.
People still joke about it, when I say.
I have a thing about planes ...
Not horses
It’s the thrill of nothingness.
A burning in my head.
Above and yet grounded
Away from everything.
What do you see?
An open field with uncertainty.
I believed her at first ...
So delightfully pleasant.
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