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1.
death beckons the
inverse of sound -

fire trucks bathing the back
of a weaponized steel cage,
forcing u-turns of the stomach.

2.
dialectic synapses all at once
remembering
what it meant to swarm

and breed

and forget the maths that made them

(if only)

3.
and as rust subsumes these veins,

so should it streak stones
marking the Earth more deeply
than any poem
or scream
I could fake

4.
may you slay a dinosaur's pains,

but never live to burn them.