The Balance - Floating Action

At dawn there was a tremor

Below the cavernous wind-picked sky

Coughing through talk and pipe-smoke

Reveals the entrance to a mine

The balance keeps it from breaking

I loved you then

They passed in beards and moleskins

Beneath a curtain but out of shade

There’s stains and holes on the scarlet gown

That devours suitors then turns to dust

Come back with nest of lark eggs

Rather than words come thoughts of disgust

The balance bends before us

Seeking refuge as daylight breaks