one hundred years from now
(absent apocalypse)
how quaint it will be to look at an old atlas and see a territory called "USA"

how are the colours of contiguous but politically separate territories decided upon, i wonder?

(will the question have to be asked in Guānhuà? 😄 )

why i am still alive:

instinct
inertia
spite
defiance
curiosity
hope
longing

a rainbow!
vivid & bright
or muddy & dull,
a rainbow, regardless 🌈

& to hell with notions of *meaning*

(what's the meaning of a swarm of midges?
...
exactly!)

TL/DR:
shine on
be unique
subvert the dystopia with your beautiful joy

&
fuck
the
begrudgers 🙂

after the next war,
a world of insects and grass¹ ;
there will be horsetail

#haiku #dailyhaikuPrompt 'horse tail'

¹ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Fate_of_the_Earth