Alas, The Great Nothing
I warned what was coming
Every single morning
Why’s no one running?
I’m sick of slumming
Overlord act cunning
Tell him I’m humming
I’m done succumbing
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
Postscript *please do not read*
You ever have a near death experience that lasted a long time?
I just saw a demon toss a live tree in the trash.
Onto the next holiday.
Apparently honey bees have a reduced lifespan by 50% thanks to science.
I don’t recall voting on whether we were allowed to edit the DNA of bees.
Like I. Give. Up.
I’d really appreciate it if the doctors and scientists would stop killing everything. I know there’s a DNA ark in Antartica and since 1970 68% of all life has gone extinct and honey bees are half life cycle now – so chill.
Not made by China India Mexico
Stop World War 3! 🛑✋🛑
The weed don’t work cuz they fucked with it
Stop wasting your money
Unless you got some non gmo herb from before the 90s
Asking for a friend
Mold kills more trees every year than fires or people
Mold is of intelligent design and evil
Mold is from the fucking void
It’s in the walls
It can shapeshift
It can control animals
It loves darkness, death, and decay
I’m convinced we’re in hell
And holidays aren’t real – manmade time traps
Stop cutting down trees to decorate and trash
Stop murdering everything you fucking demons
I fed the lizards chilling on the air conditioning units today
Feed the god damn animals
Save the trees 🌲
2 responses to “Local Void (poetry)”
here, here! Agree! X
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