I’ve been covering my feet
In time’s dense clay,
Stuck to a mountain side.
I’ve been curing underground
Sitting on my knees,
Going dormant.
I’ve been hoping one day
I will dissolve into
The volatile components
That I’ve buried
And the eruption will
Disintegrate the covers from
The bedrock that I can’t seem to get out of
In the morning
Jun 10, 2024
Jun 10, 2024 at 10:33 AM UTC
I’ve been covering my feet
In time’s dense clay,
Stuck to a mountain side.
I’ve been curing underground
Sitting on my knees,
Going dormant.
I’ve been hoping one day
I will dissolve into
The volatile components
That I’ve buried
And the eruption will
Disintegrate the covers from
The bedrock that I can’t seem to get out of
In the morning
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