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poetry about nature

nature: pollution

god's dead,
i know because i saw his coffin
floating down the town river
i was standing and leaning
over the dark-green chipped paint railings
thinking how quiet it was
and then i saw it
smaller than you would have thought
grey against the black river
bobbing up and down silently
god's coffin bled
now god's resting in the river-bed

--etokitty


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