A splash of rainfall
wetting natures appetite...
It is over. The curtain falls.
I have come to settle...
Stalking a poem
the art...
To foil the pride of
initiating the blasts...
and muted, like the root that digs
a deep exclusive quiet clay...
After reaching, near-
the crumbling wall, you...
Rays burst between peaks
Melting snowcapped mountain tops...
I've been dead for years
then she leaned against my back...
You should have asked me.
Why was it not important...
Chaac, where's your rain gone?
Strike your lightning axe once more...
Under siege,
tied to a bomb...
Disconnecting tragedy
you live again...