de-composition

the crunch of one is lonely.
littering the ground
with broken bodies-

Drudgery flys upwards with each step
while gravity inevitable layers decay
atop the once-virgin-earth,
breaking it down
until it is nothing more
than essential elements:

eat, breathe, sleepdie-
crunchcrunch crunchcrunch
crunch.

the crunch of one is many things-
heartbreaking in its lonliness.

The sound lingers, even in springtime,
and the sun cannot muffle
the crunchcrunch crunchcrunch
crunch

of fallen dreams.