a new masada the new redoubts like the old judean mount where three women and five children survived but who knows now there are seven billion, two hundred million plus ways to expire all finally from shortness of breath I gave up worrying about nuclear annhilation ten years before perestroika but none of that delays cancer dinosaurs failed to lament as the sky burnt their scalps while mice scurried and cockraoches ate cake it wasnt them, the others, to blame hateful and greedy as they are it was always us, ourselves and none are indigenous we are all the interlopers inter-related and wholly shamed by our prodigious fecundity and thumbs our synaesthesia and oh so sentient brains the bubbles rise, the fish, they too in their billions succumb the rains fall hard and the deserts dry and there are still, so many ways to die but two women and five children will, here and there, reside
Posted on: Mon, 11 Aug 2014 17:11:27 +0000
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