Avaline's Crossing

See the skull beneath the skin-
An acrid monster burns within.
Under waves of bloody emotion-
Choked by the current of backward motion.

Washed up;
And on the other side,
a yellow wisdom shore, and wails;
as white as pale-
A child's bent and broken body.
Deathsong.
On a sandy floor.

Angry trees through bloodshot leaves groan-
Crackled creatuers moan
in their death, gurgle in their froth
and feed on the lump where she lay.
But Avaline's gone now-
lives in the wind;
Pure as Eden's fifth day.