ABOUT THE POEM: Ronie Dinosaur, self-named solitary extinction, writes from absolute bottom: no family, no lover, no god, no home. What began as cosmic grief for a lying woman who turned his pink world black has calcified into something prehistoric. The red rose, the snuffed stars, the targeted rain—all are relics of a betrayal he refuses to shrink. Amoebas divide and forget; Dinosaurs endure as monuments of unforgiveness. This poem-sequence is his lien on the universe, his quiet roar: grief too ancient and enormous to multiply or dissolve.