Deadly Eco-Terrorist

Travel in lingerie through the back roads of time with me in mind.
Confess your infidelities over burning coal.
Not liking that, are you, you eco-terrorist?
Your forked-like tongue burns bridges.
Your kiss extinguishes a forest of innocence.
Great looking out, you eco-terrorist.
You packed backup plans in backpacks of sulfur
like a kid with no ambitions.
You hike with a search party,
knowing you buried me in a shallow grave.
It’s true what they say; nothing gold can stay.

(© 2022 AC)

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