Twisted consequences spin chaos in a tornado,
Pulling sideways and upside down,
Feel the weight of the sudden drop,
Unexpectedly falling calmly into place,
Death wears a joker mask; such a morbid sense of joy.
Rushing between the traffic of the cattle,
The human market is open for business; ripe for the selling,
Heading to the mountains to breathe fresh air again,
Reclaiming the sense of self,
As pieces of me float like snowflakes into place.