𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬

𝑰𝑽 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑶𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒂

Valleys of plane disturbed over gyri and sulci
from abomination of centrifugal grasses kissing the meadows low
Hind the valleys lies the slope
Fore again conquered by greasy , hollow, decaying balls of calcium ,
A traveller's ode.

Faint trail of alfalfa stooped and wilted to pave the way
That too , a series of misfortune
Stepping upon by footsteps of fallen clouds, rejected when sky collapse and corrod, once in a while it would

Psychedelic landscape and hallucinogenic smell of rotten ferric fills the holy land of sea once filled
The controller's default broke
Wrath of domesticated wild won't save this town now
Among fleeing ones the beggar still begs the farmer still plough

A cut through coordinated eyes
Axis independent of heating spinal rod and meat of concurrent escatsy
No release of epinephrine.
Kidneys long gone into ashes mixed with soil on distant terrain
On a normal day of spring
Birthed from there a peach tree