The Scenic Route

From phrase to phrase, the daily
Commute through sprawled words and lines,
Sometimes innocent enough,

More often stealing flowers
And fruits from gardens others
Planted for their use, not yours.

Fox or rabbit can’t pretend
To be as useful as the bees,
Ornamental as the birds,

Although all of those are thieves,
And all of life is thieving
From Earth’s local entropy,

And you can set down to work
Chewing over daily perks.