it
started like concern that nags
you
every morning before you are even awake
and evolves into something, Tony sez
it’s the Ballard endtimes,
the soft apocalypse
vines
grow lush over concrete block & brick
powering
over whole neighborhoods, swallowing
settlements
as it grows, desert sands river-like slowly
flowing
to reclaim the Vegas strip & beyond
dissolution,
slow-motion disintegration, de-evolution –
the
bourgeois anti-rapture where everything
rots
in place, gently drifting away on yr front porch,
cold
cocktail in hand, drifting bodily apart, atom by atom,
molecule
by molecule, socially distanced into anti-social
non-being,
less death than slow motion atomization
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