I once ate the world!
Wrapped around its roots
And bled upon dead forest floors.
For what?
In words I am the limited,
Devoid of empathy. Standing
Rage that carves through rock
Wind, rain and hours
To be ignited like marsh gas.
Burned out.
There were days
When I was limb and night.
Aches and cause,
The blistering unity
Of sinful contented beauty.
But now the world burns out.
I watch.
I watch rage and greed
Simmer within the houses of men.
I watch with such regularity
Strings pulled
And played with unflinching depravity
That I wish, sometimes,
The world would burn a little faster.
I watch oceans fill with artificial fallacies
And habitats drown in steal
And anger,
and I scream
With wild unbroken power…
Her heart beats
Like forest fire,
And in our ashes renews without us.
In our deaths, lives in harmonious stolen
Moments
Outside the pages of our lies.
Renew, rebirth, rekindle.
From death, she is born to feral
Lullabies that echoed before
And will again.
Earthling children.
Mother holds.
We drown in our own kind
And in blissful knowledge
Know
Mother’s time is coming around
Once more
