The End
Willing, future wraps in entailment
music playing tricks on the mind
black to light
back to black
distilling moments
bleeding
infernal internal attack
slow lit cigarettes
ignition, pain felt recognition
burnt, a disarray of haze
cutting in and out of undue ambiance
unfiltered in musk filled stall
I, me, all
facing into the wind
taking it in
worlds keep spinning
even if the jester has lost her song
fear spread out in the country
where the once living soon are dead
the kookaburra sits in the gum tree
laughing
there's no one left to see
disinfected
hands can't embrace
dying, the human race
shuttered and sheltered
I refuse to go away/that way
fly to the heavens
the clouds are forming
an ark, a covenant
be that second,
time it's ticking away
the bush has been burning brightly
for way way to long now
put out the cigarettes
emerge from the haze
start living,
and breathe
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