
VERDANT SKY
The purple universe shakes
& shivers while planet crumbles
god delivers
Green hands raised into the sky
give birth to worms -
To petals -
To vines -
To blooms of such a rancid pallor.
The world -
It dies...
This dread disguise.
This aching void.
This vision wise.
The world is nothing -
So are we...
Hands I see.
His hands on me.
Hands to sky.
Handsome tree.
© AUGUST 27, 2000 by Jason Wright