Saturday, December 16, 2017


When someone says, kill the lights
Or kill the engines,
They just mean switch them off now,
No homicide intended.

And when I say, kill the world,
I mean the same thing.
I don’t want slaughter.
Slaughter is what the world does,

Moment by moment
By continuing.
It’s slaughter I’d like to stop.

Just let it stop. Let it pause,
Turn it off for now.
But it can’t. It goes. We go.

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