alone against tomorrow

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Alone Against Tomorrow

Fast trains to nowhere. Wish-trading on tarps under a bridge of racing cars. Paddle boats in the black water.

Bearded men naked under overcoats, walking the streets, sending signals. They look up when the pigeons fly, down again once they’re gone.

In these ways information’s shared and lists are made. There’ll be a price to pay once it all comes toppling down. Things will flip-flop and the stars will fall.

Keep on like you’re going, robust consumers, it’s too late to turn back the clock. The world will be theirs once the oceans die and bees vanish, and they’ll know just how to live in it.

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