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Depiction (again).

"In the spirit of 'actually Nero was quite good with that fiddle,' some parts of society collapsing will be funny." --@kenwhite.bsky.social via @mollyjongfast.bsky.social

Shroom & Doom.

Once i fled North, as far as i could ride,
till i stood by the shores of Hudson Bay
and saw where springtime's Fahrenheit so high
had melted part, & there clear water made.
Now i imagine we will have to show
viddies of when our world was crowned with ice
for those to come, if they would snatch a dose;
or on some indoor snow-machine rely...

But that were least of what we stand to lose
cruel year by crueler year, where we are bound,
& almost all our treasures wrack-impugned.
Remembered white in this slight poem i house,
for what else falls to no skald's power to mend.

(2019)

Spring.