seconds

Running across grass green with bare feet- there is a fire raging underneath; suddenly, the ground opens up and swallows your body- devouring every last secret and disease. Afterwards the earth licks her chops, laughs, and asks for seconds- for more. For one more second; and if I am unable to express the sentiment boiling in my chest- if I am simply blowing off steam, releasing hot air- then you can leave (me be) forever.