Just a worm.

Swimming in a jungle

Of crumbling earth…

Fighting just to breathe, 

And swallow dirt.

Stuck that way until

Somebody turns…

Over the rock.

Solid sky.

Hangs low above the soil,

We close our eyes.

Living in this crater’s

Eternal night…

Sight unseen,

We’re living by the Word.

We get on by, in darkness,

Until they turn…

Over the rock.


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