flat
raze
so
every
leaf
,
blood
-hued
and
worn,
is
a
mangled corpse
drained
of
what
drove
it
.
i
know
what
the
end
looks
like
.
there's
no
blinking
away
the
new
wild
everywhere
of
now
.
221030
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
