Badlands





Badlands


Here we are
orphans of the scientific cry
strangled by the fury of acid rain.

The appearance
of a presidential tweet
is not rapture, or change.
It is an absent body.
None of us
surrenders that easily
to an absent body.

A tree frog arrives
to the shade of a hollow log
with not even a rumble.

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