Eyjafjallajökull

Many times I thought it was a dream.

Earth could not possibly contain these things.

That suicide water.
That gurgling ash.
That crazy light.
That neon moss.
That moving roof.
That doomed farm.
That ridiculous arch.
That mutinous cloud.
Those powerless poles.
Those invincible gulls.

I wondered how could all that destruction possibly be so beautiful.

And then I wondered how could it possibly not.