The Earth ruptured

Rivers roar
Water swallows
We sink


Standing on unsteady feet
unsafe ground that’s untrusted


The gut
feels the arriving tremor
We wait

Words detonate the Teutonic plates
A holocaust is inherited
And a new wrath awakens
The next day comes without apology

Eliot’s hollow men guard no one

Silence,
absence between doom,
is the time for tending wounds

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