The layers of hell and purgatory created by “need” or rather to justify an original bomb in an urban scape never reported on.

Don’t you remember when we realised the air levels above and below could be the same to have a chat through a similar airway. Only to discover just gas on the other side.

Don’t you remember how whole parties disappeared if you didnt collectively accept being a human beast, happy to have the least.

Don’t you remember every man, woman and child with a shiny new blade designed on the line.

Don’t you remember being cut blood clotting not drawn, cranes and prisms flying from your neck, seeing darkness and light thinking oh goodness ending like this might be the best.

Don’t you remember the collective avoidance, of what it means to contribute to a safe place and space.

That maybe memory of hominin collectively is now long gone. Along with the joy of pain, to feel through agony what is a line of terror within the human body.

Don’t you remember we chose not to exacerbate any of the above, just to sit see and wait.

No charms, deals or tricks. Just some entertainment even if it was just bashing sticks.

To trade with honesty use a number to guide thee, the ridiculousness of that fix, to never appreciate supply sources as too many ships were just another eye.