The earth in her dress
Stitches becoming undone
With greedy hands
Peeling precious layers
Stacking taller
Than the once green mountain
Now brown with neglect
The summer with no winds
The fire with no end
Words typed
In black and white
Telling how much worse it is
Today
As I sit
Stirring bitter coffee
Barking frustrations
To burnt crust
And a dead table
Souldier Girl 