Existential Risk - Macy Schafer

Dull hands

Eclipse the skin –

Suns engulfed by cold fingers.

Dust

Formed skyscrapers

Against the choking horizon

As the ocean melts into the sky.

Wails

Of hypocrisy spill

From each fracture

In the painting,

Nails claw at the canvas,

Searching

For a reality in which they live –

A reality where their hands

Did not nurture the flames – A reality

That does not exist.

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Macy Schafer