All we had time for

A wind, milling a mountain
shaped mound of decomposition
after the flames eroded their will
as man tried them
for their own failure to control nature.

As the wind stops blowing, so does the image fade.



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Written on 2026-05-21 at 15:24

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Very Stephen Crane-like. I love it.
2026-05-21