it must have been beautiful

Driving through a functionally dead world. Homeostatic winds bring the warm air To a once evergreen landscape I remember you anxiously scanning the groves Branches curled, pained, infected with tetanus. I want to comfort you, but we both know it's over. Soon it will be engulfed Those visiting will pose behind a vinyl backdrop To remind themselves "It must have been beautiful" Science progresses one funeral at a time. Lets hold one for those who don't see our truth. There'll be no eulogies, not final last words, as their bones are laid to rest. We refuse to rest, you won't have peace until your life is buried in permafrost.