Where She Went
and what she does is still a mystery—there are no answers here
She the force bursting nature
Sneezed typhoon swirls
Pacific pressures in isobars
raging, releasing, and raging again
When will it/this/she end
Constrained frustrations at back of throat
chesty coughs
intermittent eruptions
lava phlegm viscous thick from earth’s core
as cyclones began earlier
traveled further
screaming scorched disaster zones in agony from grade IV ulcerations
body crust rubbed raw and inflamed
that tried diplomacy with resultant failed negotiations
Depleted prior abundant patience
No more promises
Leave her be to burn off toxins
excreting pathogenic menace in all its forms
She commences task
regenerates and realigns
healing from depth to surface
immunity building oceans oxidizing
rainforest filling lungs from latitudes now kept secret
to placate protect petition her pleasure
in desperation and hope
that longer she’ll stay
or at the very least
she will return
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