The Great Dying: A Gas Holocaust

Plates shifted
caused ingress of the sea
mountains folded
like a petticoat baring the thighs of the earth.

Monochrome of green cover
gloss and matt: imagine a world
without colors from flowers
no moths to rub
their rumps on the pollen dust.

The rain drowned
the fern forest into layers of peat
clouds of fumes incandescent
singed the cattails snuffed all lifeforms.

Earth was still young for tenderness
not prepared for the beauty
that human mind conceives
in insects that thrum down
throats of sticky sex.

Instead there was this –  a gas holocaust.

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