Oh Oil, Oh Sand, Oh Serpent’s Hand | Art by Josh Brizuela

One day, when the dead can be recycled,

Regret will be distant.

The babies stuck in graves will claw to their vengeance,

On a world that stole their place, their decade.  Their eJosh Brizuelaxistence.

No one will feel bad for a murderous injustice,

Mothers won’t mourn since now there is numbness.


The world will stink and clog and rot,

And not one bod will mind it.

On second thoughts this sci-fi world

Is budding – – must I like it?



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