when love turned its cheek on me,
the pavement beneath my feet separated
and immediately, i fell into the crevices
of the earth's own hurt and discovered
buried treasures that wrapped around
the rough edges of sacred memoirs
written by the earth - we became alike.
earth says, "i've felt the feet of many people tip-toeing in the darkness of the broad day light into pretty little white lies they thought they could hide. and i felt them consciously walk into doors that protected them from the rage and confusion of decisions they would mistakenly make. that is why i've created this escape - when they discover the other side of loves cheek, they can make their bed inside of me - i separate for their best interest so they can hide and wait out the noisy, grimy and bottomless ride of, mistakes. when no one else is available to cradle you, to console you - i have crevices that will do. i've seen it all. tears water my ground far more than the rain showers. i rely on those tears - they keep me company down here."
