There was a plague.
The insects ate everything in their path.
And then, with nothing left to eat,
they all died.
And then it rained,
a fierce, pulverizing rain
that drove their carcasses
deep into the earth.
And afterward, the sun came out,
and under its warm and bright insistence.
the dead beasts gave back
what they’d devoured,
and the landscape sprouted once again.
In fact,
it bloomed greener, more lush,
than it had ever been.
Okay, so what really happened is
we slept together.
And it was good for both of us
in the end.