-sky-

smoke bleeds through the sky like marker does to paper

tearing, thrashing. 

breaking, bashing. 

the birds are sad.

it's hard to catch the people undistracted,

but they too are sad.

the clouds say "let's be sad."

the sun says "it's okay"

and they are both delusional. 

the trees cry

there is no oxygen left to wipe their tears

those tears make the lakes

the sun dries them up, 

'til the ground is cracked

and there are no more tears to shed.