Domestication

 

Those Rhythms
larger than life while we
work without metaphor

literally grinding
down the days
from our bone-calendar

fingers numb from the thought of it
no sing-song mommy
to make all better

only rhythms
giant whispers
within the ground

 

 

 

 

 

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