Gaia's Revenge
Flowers of a thousand blooms
Spread blood across my skin
Silk slices so softly
As my emotions dice me within
Mother Nature tortures me
As I disobeyed her bidding
She consumes my crime like liquor
Taking in far too much for one sitting
The trees sway in their discontent
And the bees buzz bravely away
Satisfaction spreads across Gaia’s face
As she swears to me that I’ll pay
From her green thumbs come twisted vines
Spreading across my limbs
She pushes her hands upon my neck
And squeezes and squeezes again
My heart slows so gracefully
While my sputtering finally stops
I should’ve seen it coming
Nature always comes out on top
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