Hashishi

burst of creativity:

The Iron Giant squares up.
Since quadrupling the nineties
and fighting by degrees U-turns
that make the world burn,
the Carbon Goddess seems caste
in stone, oxidized time and again
and reeling in the atmosphere.
The full Nelson splintering the
bone of of the devoted, a slipknot
tightening slowly around those
who've brokered it. Loosing the war:
we're fossilized by the remains of better times.

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