Us

I can smell burning.
I think it’s us.
It’s not the windows shattering
Not the door beaten down
Not the skyscrapers tumbling
As planes strike them.

I can smell burning.
I think it’s us.
Not GDP plummeting
Not the supply chains failed
Not the shelves empty
From “looters”; from “aliens”.

I can smell burning.
I can smell it
Our musk
Our stench
Our uncleanness.

I can smell burning
When governments guns
Protect miner’s bombs
When I work from dark to dark
The week of a death
(just casually).

I can smell burning
I think it’s us.

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