We’re the final slow meteor

Living through the after-impact

these too late

these we hit already

long ago

times

Clouds of

poisoned air and water

plastic seas and bodies

soil to sand

of blame and hopelessness

Meteors hit

without negotiation

argument or hope

No heart no love no hate no bigotry

We’ve hit this home like a slo-mo fiery comet

One last great entertainment

Argument watching our extinction live

Chained to enslavement and production

Our future sealed by industrial domestic stupidity