love letters for the end of the world: iv

carved bones held  
tight in my hands  
when the earth shook.  
a song in my mind.  
the stomping of feet  
and lifting of hands.
i knew  
there was a line crossed there,  
behind the absence of fear.  
in the sudden trembling glee,  
in the shifting of stones.
i wondered if there were yet more lines to cross.
Written by spdred (spidey)
Published | Edited 18th Feb 2020
Author's Note
it's a strange place to be, when you're helpless at the mercy of Earth's fury and all you can feel is glee.
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