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Jan 2018
I peer into hole in ground
as if doorway was inviting self to wake.
Eyes watery, opened wide.
Mind expanded, as breath ignited heart.

A world lives in a place
once believed to be solid
from ruling elite lies
that is ANATHEMA to me
and must be put to sleep
in mind forever.

A world where beings
appear to be thriving much like
TROGLODYTES of ancient times.

Eyes strain to get bigger view.
Moments shift with
determination to learn more.
Heart races as
all efforts to open hole commences.

Day becomes night,
as breath thickens to match BRUME,
while attempts continue until...

opening, becomes big hole and than ditch
so answers revile themselves.
So truths anchor,
as a new consciousness puts to bed old beliefs.

Wind picks up,
and self is catapulted inside earth walls.
Where loquacity fills ears,
and my presence is known.

I am in a foreign land,
ready to explore and discover
my new neighbors inside earthΒ Β my Earth home.
inspired by Howard Hilde's poem Troglodytes. Thanks Howard
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
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