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"Detainest-thou not.."

"Every once in a while I tell people from other countries about how the health insurance system works in the US and they are aghast. Yesterday a guy straight up didn’t believe me when I said people can die because of not being able to afford medicine. He was sure I meant in the distant past." —@astrokatie.com

How Fortunate the Man.

“Death of the World of Now"

This word was not from any of your scarrings made.
This wood was not. Corrupt spells stalked the glade.
It is better they don’t ask me to say.
From hardship’s lack, a world-shaped wound protrudes.
This small corrupt spell takes too much of my strength.

The tire split lengthwise, metal mesh protrudes.
It sang before i knew the why of it.
Or is it only the beginning of the end of the end
that we salute, suspended in the air?
A large corrupt spell held us in its maw.

I wade midway between two shores of madness.
Burning lands and shiny gimcrack leaves.
The pain within my gut a lodestar pointing,
and mountain once i climbed and tumbled down.
I made this spell from scurrying corruption.
It took all that i had and wants still more.

(2007)

Volkgeist.