The director yelled cut and so we did
starting at the roots the tree gave way to the blade
starting large and working until up
in the branches finally the twigs
and the leaves that were going to fall
later that year were severed from the Earth
the connection of life and matter broken

We trod upon the carpet of bark and pain
the blood on our feet was our own
severed by shards of splintered wood
we waltzed on pain
spread out both arms and spinning

the ground swallowed us whole
dragging us down into the mantle
so we transformed molecules until silver appeared
we were able to melt into obscured veins

the vapour found a vent and into the clouds
we rise