Force of chaos  raised her knife
sliced like alabaster bread, soon
crushed, in hands of sobbing grief.
Disaster in the moment of a shaking
broken earth, where soil like molten
plastic did swallow people whole;
rent asunder,   dusty vomit spewed,
in graphic, ghastly demonstration
of nature’s force and inner fury, as
earthquake  then did mine the
horrors of the broken, shattered day.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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