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In Wake of Fire.

Go ahead, burn us off
this dustball.

One virus, that’s all
it would take,
an entire world afire.

Would you be in flames
during such a planetary purge?

Would you be among
the ashes
or amidst the asshole survivors
with bloodstained hands
and that madness framed
by their dark eyes?

Pain tempered in time…

Fertile soils
reveal themselves as you descend
below the clouds,
muffled whispers begging

you for insemination
as you try to guide
yourself in this sort-of-dismal
submission to gravity.


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