Industrial
I can smell it
Something in the cold air
Like a factory
Engines
Machines
Polluting the atmosphere
It’s everywhere
All around us
Unidentified
Surrounding us
Masking us
My lungs are no longer pure
I breathe in chemicals
I’m infected
What should give me life
Is slowly killing me
Killing
Us
Copyright © Sasha Spichke | Year Posted 2018
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