Seeing Too Far

Open orbs of sight

watching scarlet tint

the furled of leaves.

 

Roots upturning cement

exploring the world above

poking through like a whale in the sea

frozen half-way out.

 

Gnarled lines etched deep –

a markage of memories.

 

Red brick ash lies silent

as senile beds sink lower

while the Earth caves deeper beneath the weight

of humanity.

 

And my quivering eyes

throb with the fear of the future.

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