exploration of this ruin requires patience
amounting to slow dark progression
out of the ashfall skirting the dust motes
the outlines of the plan still there in the steel and concrete
as are the signs of the long steady slip into silence
in the belief of superiority and the comfort of isolated knowledge
compartmentalization even in civil interactions and cultural participation
suckling at the mass market curling in the safety of the sold
suspicious of
the wholly new
we quickly lost common ground privatizing the rest
even before we sheltered in place
in this underground once used for transit like a tunnel for a worm
stretching scraping through the rotten entrails of the urban rubble
a burrow for the vestiges of victors without a victory
since no one wins at war
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