on humanity

the strip mined
corpse of our planet
wobbling in the
last gasps of
we turn our gaze
on fresh planets
to plunder and kill
seeking modern solutions
in gluttonous disdain

humanity produces
a single commodity

a thriving pestilence
on a perfectly good
pebble hurtling into
our own insignificant
radioactive disambiguation

there had to be
a dominant species
nature just royally
fucked it all up

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