Biting into the Wild
© Christoffer Petersen, 2021
We crowned the invisible
Called it novel and we wept
When the markets crashed
Worse than collapsing houses
Which everyone agreed
Was impossible, yet,
Like our new monarch
Waiting in the wings
As we stack our bets
Cement our foundations
Biting into the wild
Wholly unprepared
For when the wild
Bites back.
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