Flesh of the valley, torn by iron teeth
Wound upon wound, bleeds silicate grief
Veins of ore sucked dry, collapsed to dust
Maggots of industry gorge in rust
Roots strangled in concrete ossuary
Bark flayed, raw skin of the arboreal quarry
Rivers, once serpents, gutter like slit throats
Choked in chemical bile and plastic coats
Acid fogs kiss cliffs to bone
Face of the mountain gnawed to stone
Ash rains down like moulting skin
Feeding the loam with the wages of sin
No elegy in the tremor of earth
Only the thunder of stillborn birth
Horizon festers with smokestack bloom
Blight made god in nature's tomb
Worms coil in soilless marrow
Drinking deep from the tombstone furrow
Blackened wings beat skies to bruise
Sun weeps red through carbon noose
Cold breath of machine sermons preaches
Scorching the lungs of hills it reaches
Erosion, not slow but surgical
Stripped to the cartilage beneath the ice
Scraped to nerve
What none deserve
In melted ice
Slow and precise
Bent to serve what none deserve
Obsidian petals bloom from decay
Garden where silence eradicates
No pulse in the vine, no song in the glade
Garden where silence eradicates
Crust severs where glaciers once grieved
Tears fossilize where roots disbelieved
Tectonic joints crack under weightless greed
A crown of smoke for the atom seed
Crust severs where glaciers once grieved
Tears fossilize where roots disbelieved
Tectonic joints crack under weightless greed
A crown of smoke for the atom seed
Scraped to nerve
What none deserve
In melted ice
Slow and precise
Bent to serve what none deserve
Obsidian petals bloom from decay
Garden where silence eradicates
No pulse in the vine, no song in the glade
Garden where silence eradicates
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