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Poetry

Too Hot

Like exhaust fumes
the truth is hard to swallow

we have the directions
but choose not to follow

just live for the now,
in excess and frills
while mermaids are drowning in oil spills

leave your head in the sand
but the water will rise
paying the price for the greed and the lies

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by katbowz

I'm a writer from Toronto, Canada. Marketing by day, fiction and poetry by night... And sometimes also by day, on slow ones.

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