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“Eating Dust”

 “Eating Dust”


Comparing myself to yesterdays; I’m always preparing to die.

An eye for an eye; therefore, a slave master becomes the slave if only for the lifespan of a fly.

The neighboring Red Planet is our home, as soon as we destroy our mom.

Maybe this is what we did to her sister Venus, like parasites with no discretion.

If I’m so ashamed of humanity, what urges me to live on?

So tired of nursing the world; I am one, against billions.

I must see this through to the very end, I cannot Rest In Peace not knowing.

The dimmest light in the room and yet the only one pulsing.

I am one with Earth; I am very angry, soon there’ll be global-snowing.


Dead End. 



By: imuzi ironizah Thompson 1991 - 2091

From: ryzoncity 

Written: December 9, 2021



“There’s always more… Eccentric Artistry.” —imuzi ryzoncity Thompson © 2021

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