There is a leak in the Earth,
quietly letting mercy slip
out,
unnoticed.
Ashes sprout in Spring’s fresh
mouth – her lungs
blacken with ferocity,
a dark mother clouds the sky
of an innocent,
a soft snow lays silent,
begging the earth to warm;
a quick suicide.
Her arms cradle his delicate
voice, she is moon craters
and crackling fire embers,
an Earth of her own.
Heavy waves of blood crash through
a golden heart,
blue eyes sicken and he cries.
Her own waves say goodbye –
and the Earth opens one more time.
