the bountiful earth
with green plants medicinal.
and they burn them down.
we remember
we only exist
in the memories of love.
death cannot hold us.
prickly why
in the black coal night
the universe spies on us.
white light pricks the sky.
life speed
on the black tarmac
life’s mysteries are written.
past thrumming rubber.
reel life
cut off the loose slack.
reel in the empty fish line.
stop fishing the sky.
flambé the world
the thick, soupy sky.
swimming amongst burning trees.
the world gone to flame.