Come, Shovel
Come, shovel
splinter my hands
let me feel even an iota of pain
for I am forever in
denial
it seems
Come, shovel
let my bare foot
push you deeper
until I bleed
so I can face this
reality
in front of me
dig
dig
dig
...ditch
and dish out
all that dirt
make that hole
big
big
big
...breach
and break out
all that brine,
all that whine
then let me fall
deep
deep
deep
d
e
e
p
eep.
Come, shovel
bury me whole,
cover me
in peace
Let, me, be, number,
let, me, escape,
in
mindless slumber.
even just for two days.
41920161208a23: Come, Shovel
Copyright © Kabuteng P.Ink K. | Year Posted 2016
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