The world will never rest again.
How long did we feel we could live—? Eyes closed—?
Now we mourn that which was comfortable, but still—didn’t we complain?
Aren’t we complaining—now?
I am blood inside—
I am 1.2 to 1.5 gallons circulating—
I’ve been living with the same amount
since I was robbed
of what I’ve been trying to reclaim.
This is how the Earth works too.
With her 326 million trillion gallons of water.
Trying to reclaim.
This is how she regulates.
How she retreads.
How she feeds,
what she needs,
or how she deletes
what she deems,
That would be you and that would be me.