emerging below, inside of the firmament
coming up from underneath the ocean's surface
spit forth from the sea, into the sky above
inward north soaring on, till we come to land
what we find, deserted land, buildings and structures tall
covered up in vines and no signs of humanoid beings
what happened to all those who built all that we see covered in vines
I must be imagining things but I think I saw one of the vines move
as we wander, exploring this dead and abandoned place
taking a closer look at the vines that cover everything
smiles creep across faces and knowing looks between half of us
wanting to take some for themselves, everyone else gets curious
soon we realize what kind of plant is growing everywhere
some of us retrieving nugs for later recreation
what happened to all those who built all that we see covered in vines
I must be imagining things but I think I saw one of the vines move
Pat solo