Colorless, Coveted, All at Once

The ground is covered in fire.

The bleached smoke rasps into my lungs;

So cold, it burns my hands until skin melts like the aftershock.

Paper cranes made of dust tear through me.

It smells of soddened earth and cadaverine here.

Yours was subtle, but this is to strong and I hate it.

The body of yesterdays robin has been savagely eaten by the cristal grass -

You would of like to have watched it when it was living.

The remaining skin blankets over mountains like white eyelet fabric.

I remember how yours felt, unfastened like a gravel road.

The land is now littered in carcasses of a Smokey color;

Some drift into granite ponds, others into sandstone seas.

Forever has passed and the fires die, suffocating itself into black molten rock.

My eyes cloud over, ash and silver drift far beyond.

It’s all nothing, all alone -

There is no feeling left in me, and I can’t find you, and I hate it.

The wind howls with grief, and I cry.

Colorless, 

Covered in everything, 

Coveted all at once.