I gave her the pill,
her eyes fluttered
into oblivion,
ravens in her face.

Her eyelashes
became
tree fingers
branching
outwards
and covering her body.

When she put her fingers
to her lips,
they were tiny roots
and her mouth
zipped out.

her tongue;
gone.

teeth;
gone.

All there was,
was black soil
in tiny clods
that moved
with earthworms,
the fingers of god
in her mouth,
quietly working.

The pill
made her
earth.