Contact
Rattles the world
Into bright red shards
Sent slicing
Through an accidental breeze

Skidding, along
In a silent scream
Life spirals and raves
In a deathly swan-dive

Disorderly and dazed
In blood ravines
Slouched for the long fall
The weary lights shine
In a solemn goodbye

As the sirens call
To clear the remains
Of a moment’s misfortune
Of the side-swept and severed
Roots of tomorrow