Edge of Chile

She stands on the edge, looking down into an oozing ocean,

waiting for 6.5 billion people to plummet and drown

with their eyes and throats open until the edges tear

and they bleed with the penguin searching with

broken wings and a snapped beak.

I scream with shattered teeth and broken limbs

before I can waddle and limp off the cliff and

reside with the happy deaths you taunted before.

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