duct taping my minimum payments together,
economic vegan when it comes to making
ends meet, plus completely paralyzed by too woke
timelines streaming my consciousness into whether
my children will survive in-real-life Earth shaking
with more climactic extremes turning dreams to dust,
no gods left to entrust; plus, feeling my own age
and knowing I can't fend off the wolves like once could.
Feeling the heat, while knowing this cold world's unjust,
unsure of whether to grab white sage or 12-gauge -
through techno logic, they've even gentrified "good",
so that ev'rything feels bad, poisoned, and polluted...
deep breaths to keep heart unmuted, mind heart-rooted.
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