...plains of the gods
She went to live in virgin lands
of prehensile, primordial deities,
where mountains of crystalline rock
rose from the plains;
but the hordes arrived,
overrunning the farms,
felling the forests
of incense trees,
and their ravening dogs
kept the spirits at bay,
and the mountains turned
opaque shades of grey.
Now the godlands laid waste
by real estate sales
are only a train-ride away...
Gods of the plains...
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2008
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