the ocean threw up the batch
the latest contribution
there was nowhere to put the rest
we sobbed upon the burning shore
crumbled buildings glaring
at pious sloths who still believe
that technology could save
the only thing they did was write
how we document our
how we document our
collapse
a choice made long ago
a handshake of crag
former architecture
reigns supreme
orange air
is what i seek
night is no different from
the smog choke of unceasing day
the endless heat and acidic shores
no respite anywhere to find
a marble slab we kill to lay
cooling fiberglass in mouth
refrigerators for newborns
and those who don't want to watch their death