Force and Effect

Life in a solvent green malaise
Tree bent by the force of dissolution

Unending loneliness
I am on a walkabout
I am looking for radiant life
I want the warm colors of iridescence
I want the colors of the before

There is a permanent dismal
I live in the backdrop of a dying sun
A planet in decay
I remember a people unconcerned
Yes once I drove downtown
I watched the people in the cross walks
I remember cavalier

Some of us developed fragile minds
Some wore leathery skins
Some of us tried to take care of the other
But many of the weak died
And now it was time
For the leather to decompose
The decay even moved into the trees