Relics in Entropy (Free verse) by PsydewaysTears
A vagrant teardrop
Slinks along the length of her arm
Reflecting the red ribbons
And pony-tailed desires
Of a rainbow-minded apple seed.
Roots embedded in jello
Taunting the laws of possibility
Trickle through the tapestry
Of hardly recognizable silhouettes
That the rainclouds spread like butter
Over terra cotta mountain pies.
Time bites down
And sharpens its claws on the bark of the forest.
And their voices crescendo in the rain
But the liquid spills through the cracks,
Finds the Soul in Satan
And fills the spaces
Between emptiness and confusion
Like a sweet lotion.
Heavenbeams from the sun
Slice the storm in half
And dry the sullen soggy surface
To a soft and supple paradise.
Yellow blossoms whisper her the secrets
Of the vines and of the trees
And of how to realize
That living's just a resting place
Where all things come to breathe.
Then the jealous little juggernauts
Poke their olive green thorns
Up through the dainty spectrum of innocence
And pain is swallowed through a slender throat
Like a bowling ball in tights
Crashing over delicate masterpieces of purity,
Silent lullabies caress her mind
As her branches touch the ground
Cold like broken promises,
To an unforgiven wasteland of wintry slush.
Her fingertips beg for the fuel of youth
Through the stony browns of death that surround her
Searching forever for something to cling to
Because she's starving for a taste
Of something superior to call sovereign.
So when the pupil of her midnight eye
And sheds its final thought
It will travel down the road of shadows and suffering
Until it splashes into her palm
Into the tiny black seed
That she's held since she was born.
And it will shudder.
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