aztec siblings – July 7


the clouds and heat have

waxed us all away like precious

candles in an oven, we hide

ourselves trying not be noticed

by the blast in our electronically

controlled environments.


would we pick up and emigrate

if we lost them? is this what

happened to our Aztec siblings?

their secret source failed and

without it all had to be abandoned?


how will they find us those generations

forward? layered under our own pompeiic

ashes, or traced into the stone signatures

McDonald, Starbucks, JP Chase

god messages frozen onto our deserted

cave dwellings.


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