Saturday, June 25, 2011

Envy

A drop of water, leaked forth,
crevices of lifeless platitudes
seethe in colourless contours.

She looked at me-masked in
life's vitreous glory, the green
and blue spinning turquoise
in my lush fertile abundance.

I giggled, basking mercilessly
in her obvious envy; barren,
broken, wobbling in despair.

Bleeding, the profuse tragedy
of humanity, I scream. Green
to brown and dust, my womb
empties into ashes of destiny.

She shivered, helpless to share
my fiery heart, molten in iron
and irony. The moon trembled.

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