Black Thick Smoke

Ajda Stina Turek

Above the trees, red-hot fire
Great, giant in the August sun,
Hoofing through the crowd,
Breaking branches, mounting higher
Black thick smoke,
In the deer’s lungs.

Red wine lips released a cigarette,
And let it fall on earth to burn
Till today untouched green colors,
Resting in the morning sweat.
Black thick smoke,
In the dear’s lungs.

Rain will fall and ease the flame,
To realize this coal campaign.

Sky takes blue but river keeps black,
Where all these species sunk.
Laughing resonates from far behind.
Planning on another attack.
Black thick smoke,
In the deer’s lungs.

Featured Artwork:
Antonín Slavíček [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons