anthropocene art

Have you noticed

Cars take a different tone in the morning

That other waking up him with the horn of the boats on the bay

And the friend that you're waiting on

Solid spliff you've been

Bright Blue green and turquoise healing

Sold girls and burnt boys having

Moons

Fall down and shatter places that you found in even

Settled

Motionless spaces

And your tired emotionless faces forced with powdered

Faults and neglectful lies of nights and the last before

Don't breathe so hard

Baby slow take me for all that you are

And break me in pieces of glass and anthropocene art