the dawn
gray
summer
coast
cold
like fall
gray
with breaks
of afternoon
warmth
you say
we
don't know
you say
we substitute
and that that
lacks all your perks
and yes
that is the point
there are so few left
to feed your machine
to serve
for the reward
that has grown
thin
and with it
our ease to resist
thick
our ease
to drop down
the chains
and run free
those high
have so far to fall
especially as the herd
is culled
the dawn
is it?
or dusk
soon to be
for sure
and forever
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