HEArT II
Sasha Siem
We sit across the fire are watch the flames burn between us.
We know about rape and we know about taking more than we need even while waiting.
We know the cost of consumption and the heat that eats even what doesn't belong to us.
We have grown in a hot house and we have turned a blind eye.
So now while everything looks fine.
But temperatures are rising and we may still die from carbon dioxide.
She's a quiet killer but you can still hear her
When you listen with your lungs.