earth

arguing wild wind
i hear better the whisper.
soften your caress.

living with weevils
their dead bodies skeletal.
little aliens.

archaeologists
sifting through the dust and trash.
plastic legacy.

morning’s crystal tears
end the vigil of night’s fears.
oscillating gears.

hush now my long night.
slumber deeply in my arms.
i’ll dream at sun up.

the sun falls asleep.
i will hold the first night watch.
the moon is my truth.