polymorphic blossoms. antiquated crimson, pale and distant. mutiny. one by one. fade to kiss the ground. the grass is green when the sun is high. the earth becomes an angry neighbor as we walk barefoot across its stretched skin, cracked and dry. whisper "do not abandon me, for my umbrella has torn a leak of light, let in all the noise, bright april sound, let in all the rain, become safe from underground, calling. calling. morning. organic bonds, holding hands inside my head.