Monochrome
2 min readOct 10, 2019
Kiss me as the sun sets warmer than ever before on the world we changed
Hold my hand as we walk over corpses of extinct species back to our home,
where the water still runs from the tap,
where microplastics are becoming the new Stardust.
Mother to new lifeforms born out of love, born out of plastic,
born in the darkness of the murk, out of the blindness of our sins.
Anthropocene, Anthropo — sin
I tried to deny you. But I am you, and you are me
I found joy in destruction, and peace in my delusion
but I made a circular economy of toxins
a catheter linked to a life support drip
and everything turned brown.
The sky, the ocean, the earth.
One colour.
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