Planets

Earth

Let's keep this short,
Let's keep this sweet,
Some things sound too close,
These things feel too far away.
These things that mean anything echo in space,
Not down here on earth.
They don't work in the earth or the sand.
They don't work wading through water.
They don't work.
These things remain,
At an arms length.
Keep them far away from me,
Because they don't work in my hands.

A/N Here, have a free haiku because I gave a shot at writing one (though I am aware my haiku skills are a little rusty, if anyone has any tips, please do share them. It would just stay hidden away if I didn't show anyone, so I thought it wouldn't hurt giving you a an extra little something now).

With leaves caught in hair
And dirt under finger nails,
I feel like the earth