Solstice.

I’m sick of you, blood-fat trees. 
The city is predatory like your fragile mother; 
or god really, but who am I to judge? Solstice bless a darker planet
whoring her death
with an earth staff; last words to ailments
Fuck you
I’d give you the death of my hometown 
but it’s been like that for the past twenty years. 
I will dig up wings for my children—to let them know 
there are no angels anymore; 
death came to them on her court Angeles.
You come to me as if I'm you
and we're the same. Maybe we are, you say,
The mirror kills itself, and I pretended to laugh.
Mademoiselle, you wound me; this one has no pride and clean sheets, 
there is the blood breaking of summer on her
Mademoiselle, take my black heart it's waning to die
in the summer solstice
the paradoxes a daughter of near-madness.

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Written for the 6/21/2021 dVerse Haibun prompt.

I don’t know what I was going for here other than a screw it all mentality and finally letting go.

I think after playing around with it more, this is the final version.


32 responses to “Solstice.”

    • Thank you. ❤ The darkness can be comforting, and with it, there’s that feeling of not caring anymore (thus that screw it all mindset). It’s freeing sometimes, just has to be the right time for it to happen.

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  1. Was there a haiku in there somewhere? Your anger and disgust can be infectious to we city dwellers. I’m lucky to live in the suburbs in the foothills of the Cascades. Nature is close if I need it.

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    • As living in a small city, it’s in the back of my mind that type of disillusionment and depression. I’m more of a fan of endless country roads and trees. However, nature is prevalent where I’m in with the south, just wish the grass was a little greener (literally, some of it looks dried out).

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