Do your chores

Spit on beauty,
Revel with us in the wreckage that awaits.
The garbage holds your secret.
We clean it for you.
Take the truth from the mouths of your leftovers.
Lie to yourself,
But let that truth be known in your deepest.
You are what you produce, and ultimately you are a landfill,
Garbage,
Fertilizer,
Like the dinosaurs,
The future’s curse,
Like it was yours.

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