Post Apocalypse

Vintage Words


I am a purple leaf dancing on the limb

of an ochre tree dying on the edge

of an inky metalic forest. My mind is bright

effervescence whose thinking exhales earth's

breath in orange thermo-detonated clouds.


I am a skeletal fawn standing on an amber

shore watching human clouds under painted hooves

stampeding the black sands of the only remaining 

solidified smoke-filled lake.







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I will not live to see this. Cut carbon signature in half? Won't see that either most likely. Russia and China are drawing lines in the sandbox. What did N. Koreaa do to retaliate against Israel's bombing of nuke centrifuges?  Cyber attack usa. AGAIN!  ~S~

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