Little bit of water never hurt anyone
Gunshot in the aching forest
Red sirens spilling over hilltops
Waving by so sinfully
Picking at our wills
The trees clank together so effortlessly
Without structure or skill
You hear it in her gusts
Touches of pain and guilt so rough
Letting catastrophe dwindle
Like the news that seems so simple
To spit out and spray to cry out and say
Can you hear my throbbing rain
Only let out from time to another
Sooner than lather it won’t matter
Our blood brother and sister
Who’s a misses or a mister
She calls out for love in our strength
The tolls that don’t accept money
But only great lengths
Channel the frogs croaks
Her dust chilling chokes
I swear if she could
Mother nature would smoke
If she was in her garden and
Tobacco alone maybe even you
Would’ve sat and listened as
She’d bitch about that one
Time she gave birth to this
Wonderful baby called earth
With brilliant galaxies and milky ways
To view from her mossed over beds
How she didn’t create something
That couldn’t come back from the dead
But at this point she took a long drag
Of her bog and said screw it
They’ve had their chance and adrenaline
My baby Earth is going down like a led zeppelin
2:08am
December 25 2014
by the ivory rose