The Harm Of Assumptions

The only fair truth of existence is that it

always dies— we cannot confirm the

colors of light, for our mortality

prevents us from witnessing

the violent shades of

our Sun’s death.


For who can

clearly tell that

the grit of our tainted

Earth was envisioned to

survive— the other suns in

our sky also have the desire to

nurture infectious fungi


Earth is a piano

that we attempt to play

the sounds of an wholesome

symphony— so, perhaps our

assumptions distort our sense of sound,

for these mismatched notes couldn’t truly be a “song.”



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