Geyser

For some reason, one day, I wondered what it would be like if I were a geyser.

Geyser

 

I explode.

 

Meshing with my heavenly family.

 

From each rebirth my direction is set.

 

I am stretched thin.

 

Aerosol I stand close to you.

 

As I encroach upon your human comfort.

 

Tremble.

 

You find me dressing your body.

 

With the fine warm blood of our prime.

 

You have been gone for far too long.