Arctic Snow
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Mark Heathcote
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The news is a constant in all our lives
like microplastics found in arctic snow,
yesterday's news headline no one forgives
but we're all part responsible, and so-
let's not adlib some sense of innocent's
act like it's some manslaughter charge.
'We can beat that crap, ' we aren't villainous.
That smoking gun wasn't ours or this scourge-
of waste; decomposing-body unclaimed
on the world's coldest mortuary table
waiting to be identified - reclaimed.
No, this isn't ours, it's been-mislabel
no lead - I didn't fire that pistol?
Look, this snow is pure and clear as crystal.
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