Earth is the Consequence

Earth is the consequence
Of charming laughter
Smoking salads in plain oyster trees
Loved like dice on the table
Loved like a telepathic pitcher plant

I have handed over my disgrace
To the drooling moon, staying up all night with me
I have handed over my talisman of deranged fortunes
Too settled to conquer sleep
Too erased to be placed in time
Earth is the consequence of mirrored chimes