dont know when but a day is gonna come
on tuesday we became the sky
pulled the clouds over our faces like shrouds
poured out vitriol from our mouths, the sun
took the silver sliver of the moon in to our arms and struck the hearts of our enemies
on wednesday we became the earth
tore clumps of sod and soil from the wounded land
used trees as spears, rocks as bullets
hurled tectonic plates, sent smashing against the wall
picked up humans as ants, tossing them across the abyss
on thursday we became the ocean
spat out brine and poison
dredged the silt and shit from the deepest oceans
reflected and refracted
on friday we became no-one
beaten
bruised
finished at last.