earth to earth

Earth to earth is a paean to the carbon cycle. What goes around comes around.

earth to earth

Settling.

The miasma pools,

Notes the molten eyes,

The razor breath,

Tenses.

Tapering,

A lean limb extends,

Advances wispily, tentatively,

Strokes recoiling flesh

Tenderly.

Trembling, the foul plume gathers, rears--

Gasping.

The air like gravel,

Fingers gloved in ice.

Knowing,

The old man feels his shadow tugged,

Turns.

The lash rips across his cheek,

Plunges,

Finds the stumbling, lunatic heart,

Squeezes.

Flaring, the probe bristles, dives;

Severing nerve, shattering bone,

Sucking furiously at marrow--

Whipping the flimsy carcass about,

Dashing its brittle skull on stone;

Gnawing it, gutting it, pounding and

Flaying and grinding it

Down.

To gristle, to gore,

To compost, to clay--

Onus, elan, are purged by the wind.

The vessel dissolves:

To garbage, to grit, to whisper.

To wit:

To sludge, to seepage,

To sewage, to s**t;

Lost in the soil,

Settling.

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Author's Note

Please make sure to check out Faces and The Fartian Chronicles.
Thanks.
Ron.

Reviews

[ieuan ap hywel]

Pretty morbid stuff, not pretty really.
I wonder why you write it.
Not my interest, sorry.

[LJW]

With a biology background, this caught my eye on your list of writings.

Death on the cellular level could be described in this way, as all death re enters the carbon cycle.
Very unique approach with visceral imagery.

The last stanza is particularly strong.