plump raindrops
fall around me
like tadpoles.
the ground is sodden
but steady
and i can sink
into greys like
a dull metal pot
cooking soup
on the stove.
tired eyes pulled open
sobered up
by the weeping sky.
a wedding veil
of fresh tears
Mother Nature’s bride.
lying face-down
in the slick grass
let me return
let your roots feast
on my flesh
pull the string and
switch off the
dusty attic lightbulb.
palms pressed
into the earth
a maternal embrace
smooth and gentle
ripples in a pond.
oblivion.
welcome home.
fall around me
like tadpoles.
the ground is sodden
but steady
and i can sink
into greys like
a dull metal pot
cooking soup
on the stove.
tired eyes pulled open
sobered up
by the weeping sky.
a wedding veil
of fresh tears
Mother Nature’s bride.
lying face-down
in the slick grass
let me return
let your roots feast
on my flesh
pull the string and
switch off the
dusty attic lightbulb.
palms pressed
into the earth
a maternal embrace
smooth and gentle
ripples in a pond.
oblivion.
welcome home.
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