"roll the dice," says mother nature
and with it, all highlights of various depictions of our
creative apocalypse,
too distant to be taken seriously.
Ravaging sea water
rapes the land that forgives it
like clearing the canvas
with toxicity,
drowning mistakes by making a few more.
This is how renewal celebrates.
The ones left over fend for themselves,
while savaging deeds reciprocate.
don't we get it, yet?
we had this coming!
