Poem-Y Poem by Jason Jackson
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We approach the end of previously known civilization,
Cream cakes, biscuits, real meat, no more
rivers breached, no children to teach
Icebergs compromised, feral tides
a choice mission, trust yea in nuclear fission,
wind power and a freezing shower,
to hell in a hand-pulled hand cart,
come, to join me in mild Hell
Saturday, November 19, 2022
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