forest fires

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i want someone to read my coffee grounds      or speed up time
the world is ending faster     this might be our last summer     
i’ve been asking myself     how do you explain rockets 
to howling dogs      what good is a reinforced room
when the building shakes       i don’t think i’m more fragile
just more porous     and i don’t stop myself from picking fights     
wouldn’t it be nice if we all went together     after all     
our best days are behind us