WARNING: This one is dark. If dark bothers you, please skip, ok?
Strung up, suspended by cosmic cords of evil, Mother Gaia hangs upside down
Ankles raw oozing wounds where human maggots feast
Bore 16 affixed in her jugular, draining, draining
Her tender frame, ever-shaved, sour sweat sizzling under Sol’s gaze
Mouth apparatus keeps hers gaped, where dioxins,
organophosphates, and frackchum is poured in.
Nanobots misted into her eyes that cross the bloodbrain barrier
and rewire her synapses
Confused, is Spring Spring? What’s Spring anyway?
She trembles and cities crumble. Her rancid boils decimate forests.
Dehydration sinkholes swallow regions. Lungs seared by acetone smog
Heave, spew, heave, spew, laboring under her skinned brainstem
Eyes wired open, *Clockwork Orangish, her Beethoven but to serve life,
Forced to watch her own demise, manages two last tears, which are
Instantly lapped up by Orange Hydra as he scowls and tweets.
*A Clockwork Orange is a novel by Anthony Burgess and a film directed by Stanley Kubrick
Anmol (alias HA) is the host of dVerse today. Anmol says:
[T]he theme this week is all about the ongoing climate crisis. You can go about in different ways, by focusing on the devastation that you see around or the human/sociological impact of the same and you can talk about forests, rivers and other resources or perhaps about corporate greed and continuing exploitation of our planet. You can pick up the associations of the climate crisis with the economy or migration as well. It is up to you to address the issue in any manner that speaks to you or that you think requires further prodding and discourse.