Like hot wires thrust through the snow,
the magenta bush of stems splinters the air
beside the waterfall. The current, in its green
tailcoat, could sweep a body away.
The wet rocks are gems, translucent joints
of bone and cartilage, and planets.
Berries cling onto their brambles like drops
of blood, drawing confused mosquitoes
close. The hungry insects suckle the carmine
berries, but drown in their cups of water.