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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