Becoming Gas
beyond reasonable doubts
behind rabid regrets
beneath a bleeding world
below bombing cyclones
between raging atmospheric rivers
I slide around in a pit of digital snakes
I track my disintegrating limbs
I observe flashing lights rushing to disasters
I ruminate over lost causes
I persevere without purpose
the End is neighing
the horses are noisy
the noise is hoarse
the sky is raging
the rage skyrockets
This too shall pass
This too shall become gas
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