Primordial
F.J. Bergmann
When we make love
polar ice caps melt in an aquamarine flow.
Glaciers shudder and fall in shards,
pale calves frolicking, floating on dark waves
in the roar of breakers.
The seas rise.
When we make love
continents divide, floating on a molten core.
Tectonic plates strain against each other;
mountains heave and lift toward heaven.
Volcanoes spurt lava where the land splits and ruptures,
crowned with tongues of flame.
When we make love
planets collide. Thousands of trees topple
like dominoes, oceans overwhelm the high places,
the atmosphere clots with smoke. Our sun dwindles,
and giant lizards disappear
under drifting snow.
F.J. Bergmann frequents Wisconsin and Fibitz.com. Publications where her work has appeared include Asimov’s Science Fiction, Big Pulp, Bull Spec, Eschatology, OnSpec, and a bunch of regular literary jurnals that should have known better. She is the winner of the 2012 RANNU Fund Speculative Literature Award for Poetry, and the editor of Star*Line (the journal of the the Science Fiction Poetry Association ) and Mobius: The Journal of Social Change . Centennial Press has published her fourth chapbook, Out of the Black Forest.
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