Decay

we are foreseeable endings, an economy of sacrifice

we are the horizontal courtesans of history

we are free love, the liner notes of misunderstanding

we are self-fulfilling prophecy, preprogrammed disappointment

we are monsoons watching bodies float downstream

we are Sunset Boulevard, the last bastion of hope

we are concave, funnelling demons into your solar plexus

we are the rapture, knowing that this too has to happen

we are net gain, what’s said and done

we are post-historical malaise

we are refuge hyperlinked to refusal

we are withdrawal, no time for anyone or anything anymore

we are overreacting, vacantly staring into space

we are crashing, backroom deals made with others’ life savings

we are workaholics, craving the detention

we are potholes, a city run down by coercion

we are earthquakes and hurricanes, disasters classified as natural

we are emptiness due to generosity

we are paralysis, at a loss for words

we are trees dying for the sake of your poetry

we are tempting the gods, because really, what else is there

we are the refusal to be born, decomposing our way home

We Are Lichen is out of print from The Blasted Tree Store

Razielle Aigen

Contributing Author

We Are Lichen by Razielle Aigen is a Blasted Tree original collection of poetry.

ISBN [Digital]: 978-1-987906-87-5

Cover Design by Kyle Flemmer