Do Not Breathe Deep

The smoke streams across
this giant mapped land
sapped from the sapless
to carry its message of distribution
over the saps who ate too well

A new day cannot dawn
in less than orange haze
and so do not breathe deep
or yawn into this pickled maze

We slipped into music
and now we fall out of cords
tied to nothing and nowhere
our boards burn
and our clouds will not rain

Abandon scope for more
do not worry less
all that's in our store
was bought with ash and mess

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