when I’m most vulnerable
i seek the city
not looking for pity
or rations in dark sanctuaries
under dubious skies
these eyes see coming fires,
desires of nursing-home elders
who know the exact moment
they’ll collapse into dust &
be shoveled into mass graves
of communal amnesia
(Photo by Adam Kring on Unsplash)
Powerful, Nick!
Quite a powerful piece, Nick!
Thank you!