Archived: Ever Been There? — Suzanna Sampson (Senior)

The sorrow and vast space

The pits of earth around you, coughing their melancholy

The trees above whispering to each other, they will be gone too.

Ever look to the sun, say it’s just a dying rose

Ever walk on a tombstone, watch the earth as it shatters above

Ever been pelted by the rains… the dancing pain like a triumph.

Gritting your teeth, did you taste the earth, where the corpses lay.

Where their teeth would nourish, where their hearts were clutched

Ever see the horizon, before the light gives out, that opaque understanding.

Ever greet the darkness, the echoes of the surroundings.