The Bonds of Gravity
I am ultimately tethered to you, Earth. Rooted by gravity. Handcuffed to a resource I simultaneously crave and exploit.
In the bondage of gravitational pull, I am the sadist, extinguishing entire species, poisoning the groundwater, coaxing oil from your secret spaces. Submit to me.
I burn and bruise, strip and shatter. Our consummation is consumption. I use you. I consume you, ripping the flesh from your mountains, pulling the very minerals from your bones.
You weep and I lap up the salt from your tears.
Forgive me, my lover. Forgive me.
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