Hostility Is Ours For The Taking Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

finding peace just to lose it
the elements of the Earth fall and pass
creeping shadows from a harsh sun
craters with withering petals
ferment into residues of us
we mount with chipped nails
as rocks record our dusty imprints
every muscle aches with a desire
it burns with every reach
diving in pseudo-cessation
of extremities and gushing charge
my hands weep, they no longer feel
I am devoid of touch, tears and tiredness
we become one with the malice
hostility is ours for the taking