through the wilderness below
9.04.2013
lines composed at 37,000 feet in half-sleep
skin cracking
dirt covering
knees buckling
dig
layers then layers
sandstone, limestone
rock quarries
the belly, the gut
the soul of the earth
the hidden within
then -
suddenly -
the space between
and we inhale.
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