Turbulence
warped metal dives into the ripples of
virgin nature
it dips & a suspended breath later
we feel it
we in the belly of the crunching beast
the positive G forces lift me up
molecule by molecule
Displacement. Physics. My blood congeals.
Stacks of worn metal creak slowly
the sun watches us from far away
i watch him back
we stare at each other.
man no longer is part of nature.
we raped the sky, the clouds,
the unseen sunsets.
we took it & dominated it
& alienated ourselves
Now
even the sun stays away
from our fatal piles
of metal and blood
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