Sift out, shift up, watch the willows burn

Gasoline burning eyes against the window pane

Watching years waste by, waste becomes the new.

Rise from ash, egg needs break for bird to grow

Entropy is beautifully inevitable. Dust mote catches,

Wind breathes, Fire burns anew… fan the flames

You greedy whore, destruction’s wake.



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