Saturday, July 3, 2021

Poem: Global Warming

 

Global Warming

 

merciless sun, it curdles voices

before the first puff of the first phrase.

 

words of truth remain forgotten,

replaced by joints of ants

swelling, dutiful, aching

over sands that eat them as they erode.

 

lines and lines and lines

march through eyes and brains and breaths--

to follow all the other busy lies,

burning themselves out,

as redness chews on destiny.

 

those that serve the most know the least,

and in the duty and drone of obeisance

never see their Greater Purpose

fry the wings off its creations.




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