NO, NO, NO!


No earth.  No trees.

No trees. No pulp.

No pulp.  No paper –

for poets to sculpt.

.

No earth. No home.

Nowhere to roam.

No time left to moan and groan.

No one wants to die alone.

.

No one wants this to be.

This to be the world’s last poem.

~*~

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