The three hundred
shall perish again,
As history repeats
itself.
Although this time,
it may only be 297.
My mother was
possessed by the
God, Apollo,
On the 21st the new
Oracle of Delphi is
crowned.
And although the
prophet is blind,
it makes the
prediction no less
false,
the narrative no
less compelling.
We live in the time
of the 7th great
extinction,
Yet our people,
occluded like a rat
in a maze
dance, drink, and
watch.
For we are
passengers on...
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