Published in Countercurrents.org on March 23rd 2020
From the womb of the Earth,
She rose —
Fiery, like the volcanic core,
unfolding each limb.
soaring, phoenix like,
from the ash left behind
out of the gore
the rotting Core
of the Death Sun.
Cremation smoke.
From the womb of the Earth
She rose —
Death crept. Silenced
factory smoke.
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