loose nuggets of earth on my palm crumble as I clench my fist to punch the sky…. powdered, dry soil rains upon me… rest is carried by the mischievous wind across the field into someone else’s life… Skeletal movements… the plumbing is in need of oiling…  Cash flow stops! Rust… transportation rusts… the machines rust… flesh degenerates, bones crumble and become dust… dry earth cracks, overproduction births death… infertility, the earth thirsts… loose nuggets harden, hard fists loosen… Heavy tools… use the gravity of the situation, hit harder… earth breaks… the world is brittle… famished, we gather the musicians to sing to the clouds… last resort, they sing and we all cry… tears satiate the thirst… earth loosens… loose nuggets of earth in my palm crumble as I clench my fist to punch the sky… The sky bursts open and water pours down, as if from a giant hole in the ocean floor… never ending… downpour…