Trap

We should be done by now
With the wild as the wild.

You have town folks and farm
Folks and war folks and folks

Who like to hike and dream
That they’re close to the wild.

There is no wild, has been
No wild some for some time now,

And was no wild, not once
As wild, not by that name.

There was death and what
Was not, could not, be known.

Guess what? There’s still all that.
Your park called wild’s one trap.