Mother Nature Has a Fever

So I've finished my Fever Ray poem. Obviously inspired by that magnificent creature.

Not too pleased. Still have some work on it. 

Yes, many references to her lyrics there.

It's actually more about my desire for her to become my Muse, something I actually failed in, considering the fact that it's my first Fever Ray-inspired writing. 

But still, I know she lingers there somewhere, and I am pretty sure she isn't human.

That bullshit being said, here is the poem.

Mother Nature Has a Fever:

I should have eaten the berries

you sucked from the bushes.

Should have opened the box of my

human consciousness.

Your wilderness

migrated to the northernmost point,

where you sit and you knit.

(I’ve been here before)

And I walk close beside you,

but never close enough.

I think I know you from a heaven.

(You can’t possibly be human)

I should have taken what you offered,

instead my words crawl into dead endings.

But when a long night replaces

a longer day,

I'll keep the heart empty for you.

I’m down on my feet,

crying for you -

“There is no tomorrow”.

So let us stop here.

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© Barith Ball