slimreapa

United States

ashes to ash dust to dust soot clings to my combat boots as if holding onto the last bits of moisture in the air would really save us from returning to the sun annihilation has already cast its web across the crushed souls of our tattered existence simple human pleasures mask the pain of a dying cell on so many levels I feel the earth is me as far as I can tell desolate fractals rip space from time youll go blind in a flash brain swells you cant hear it because your eardrums are bleeding but the obituaries of the last souls to wander our desecrated wasteland sure did at least for a split second we may say we finally see ashes to ash dust to dust