Harvey Gamage

A smooth

Cocoa plume

Sucked in

Like an embryo

Because embryos

Do that sometimes

Suck in thickly

To mass produce

Like violent rock structures

To roll through

And break the earth

Sitting by the river

I watch as they head back into their cabins

Turning on the lights

So they see

Their feet

Scrape the floor

Floor scathed

And the sky still broken

I hurl into my feet bare

The part of me I love the most

For enveloping

Children of the flies

Runoff from the skies

Blessed center of the rubbled growth

Dusty river

The valley

What perplexes me

Is the pattern

Of the leaves

Slightly harmed

By the breath

Of the waves

-Katie