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Yaguis Imareal · 2026-05-31 10:24 · 5 claps · 1.5 min read
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“Earth Is Dying, We Are Too” by Yaguis Imareal

“Earth Is Dying, We Are Too” by Yaguis Imareal

One day perhaps, but not today.

I am still in my home.

Oh pity.

Oh shame.

To be alive.

Not well.

But alive.

Congratulations.

Are you proud now?

Is it contagious?

Forgive my mistake.

I do not want your pain.

My pain is cost enough.

Truly.

What a time we live in.

The days are longer than a year.

How beautiful.

It lives forever in my heart.

A place to stay forever.

We appreciate you.

The garbage can.

I’ll see you soon.

Goodbye, good morning, good night.

The sky winks

He believes me to be joking.

I hate him.

Hate, the weapon of words.

I deal my damage.

I feel no shame in myself.

Pride flows in my viens.

Wonderful.

Pick it all up.

Tape down the walls.

Build a cardboard house.

Welcome home.

Cover yourself.

The storm brews.

Do not miss me.

I am no coward.

Remember your hero.

The fight with theirself.

They loved you, too.

Meals of honor.

Feasts of kings.

The aroma.

I do not indulge.

I cannot.

Privledge I have not earned back.

And for once I hate it.

Corrections of face

Revival.

Broken glass.

A mirror that reflects itself.

Reflects nothing.

Forever.

It is infinity.

Who are you?

Who were you?

Who will you be?

Who was he?

Who were they?

Who was she?

Who did this to us?

Cabinet tupperware.

Fork, spoon.

Cold soup.

Microwave.

Five minutes.

Start.

It overflowed.

Art.

The action of gluing trash together.

It’s a masterpiece.

Put it on your wall.

People will stare at it.

They will say, “Tasteful.”

And it is an old bottle and a stick.

What brough you here?

Stardust-blood creature.

Born of the earth,

Just to return in death.

We were dust, and to dust we shall return.

So says God.

Do not be told what to do.

Parting is never easy.

Love belongs with you.

Art is tears.

Guilt is the heaviest thing a human can carry.

And kindness is priceless.

Fifty million years.

The sky is purple.

Stories.

They are told.

And forgotten.

Forever runs the cycle.

Forever runs your soul.

Thank you.

For everything.


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