Heart ripped open

This should have the

Air of potency

And it does.

The bursting forth

Verdant dripping

Lush abundance

Of trees breathing

Me and me them

The rocks that

Hold me solid

As I churn, my

Stomach churns, my

Head churns heart

Ripped open as if

By some brutal

Intent to make sure

The lifeless one in

Dead.

He's dead, heart

Wrenched apart

Poured open as

Sacrificial toast

Upon the mud

Between toes

Squelched.

I too squeal

Just a little

For this moment.