Exhalation from Pestilential Breath by Fed Ash / God of Gaps

Roots coiled
Coarse and twisted
Dragging a rusted fork through the salted soil
Breathe in the filth; kicked up
The pain is a scathing circle
Crawling up through the skeletons and
Limping into the sunrise

Where it walks the plants pull back
Dried out dust fields
Sending clouds of contagion
Withered woods and polluted waters

Inexorable, unstoppable
Woven into the fabric of life itself
There’s no other way to live so breath it
In deep

Lungs of the world
Blackened branches swirl
Up and up to blot out the sun

The forest rom the sky
Lapses into benighted senescence
As the boundaries come undone
There’s nowhere the market can’t penetrate

Idiot self replication
Blind ambition
Fooling ourselves
Into mass proliferation

At the rocket’s termination
The attention will refocus
To the sharpest blades pressed against the softest necks
Commodified mercy
Stretched between classes
“Where is this going”
Remain disposable
An auction to be drained
Name your price and be undersold

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