Moon-Length
From a moon-length away:
the thin disturbance
in the biosphere;
engines, dues, Friday warmth;
primates
bearing convictions
inside white calcium growths
Dangerous
to all breathing things
From a moon-length away
no trace of us
except smoke
And we will end ourselves
unless we learn
the ladybug’s view
From a moon-length away
we do not matter
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
Written on 2026-05-13 at 09:59
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