In The Splendor of Doomsday And Pelican Lace

There is something that separates MOST of us from the animals and that's our ability to mourn for the loss of people we don't even know, to despise the chaos and devastation caused by haters.

© In The Splendor of Doomsday And Pelican Lace

Mimi Wolske

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hammer my heart on an anvil by daylight

provide succor in your arms by night

discard all the sadness I sink into the cold

fibers of your jacket and stop the world

I’ve gone silent waiting for the moment

the world realizes love can conquer hate

duck under your desk for that rising mushroom

cloud as the photographer adjusts his lens

ghost children surround the satin-lined pines

desperate tongues plead in all languages

toilet-paper rolls survive their disregard

and masking-tape edges silence warnings