Spill Your Crude, Blackened Guts.

poetry

Even as long as the Earth has been alive
and the stars its seen explode
and the billions of species it has
deemed unfit to remain,
I wonder if ever
in its long, lauded life,
thought it would one day measure,
absolutely,
its sorrow by the gallon.

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