Shelley's Monsters

uryah ramirez

Sprung from the page,

into the cosmic tide,

a mirage of the 21st centuries

Heaven and Hellish times.

Animated bodies,

gushing &

pumping

blood & love

soaking

the earthly ground,

and human veins.

Thrust into the salt kissed

sea of the living. Shores

become wet and soaked with the reality

Of God

government

man and machine.

Drown,

Float,

Rise.

in the despair of being

.... here.

Waters calm and free,

under the watchful eye

Of the calculated sun and moon,

casting their power and influence

in the dancing bodies

Of man

woman,

animals,

and machine.

Landscapes of abandoned homes

All along the shores, crashing

under the weight of dirt

brown and cold.

These passions,

how they all burn.

Nothing left in the end but

Dried up,

withering bones