Wednesday, April 26, 2017


We would like to watch the end
Without it being the end
Of everything that is us,
Just the end of other things.
We would like to be the judge
Of how disaster happened.
We would like to start over

In a green world overgrown,
Grown large and ripe with neglect.
We want heroic stories
Of how we alone survived
And the world began again,
Because of us, for our kind.
We want what we know we won't.

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