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news reels of stock footage spin endlessly behind my eyes
grainy black and white headlines flash
strobing faces find me through the rotation and
stare into my eyes through static and filter
rich sienna waterfalls spill over pale lids
as I realize they cannot be saved
skin and soil carry ancestry through mitochondrial links
this commonality ends with each new crime
shivering controllers pull tighter rare and endangered fur
coats and scarves mittens and hats
they see brilliance in our separation and live
like vampires on disunity and hate
each day the echoes reverberate with the crying
cold grey cave walls my only comfort against the noise
an olive drab tattered backpack with empty canned food cans and
a broken hatchet handle matches my mood
as I wonder aloud to no one…
How did you not all see this coming?
Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 12:13 PM UTC
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news reels of stock footage spin endlessly behind my eyes
grainy black and white headlines flash
strobing faces find me through the rotation and
stare into my eyes through static and filter
rich sienna waterfalls spill over pale lids
as I realize they cannot be saved
skin and soil carry ancestry through mitochondrial links
this commonality ends with each new crime
shivering controllers pull tighter rare and endangered fur
coats and scarves mittens and hats
they see brilliance in our separation and live
like vampires on disunity and hate
each day the echoes reverberate with the crying
cold grey cave walls my only comfort against the noise
an olive drab tattered backpack with empty canned food cans and
a broken hatchet handle matches my mood
as I wonder aloud to no one…
How did you not all see this coming?
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