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Jacob Harrison Poem
Six quick legs scurry the dank tunnels.
Where I trek eyes are not needed,
For us, the scents are roadsigns
And I count my paces like mileposts.
Our lives are a secret to most.
A whole world under the earth’s skin.
It is where we slowly move mountains
Right under foot, yet you never know.
We are a machine.
Alone, one part appears as nonsense,
But as a whole you see our designs.
Industrial. Unstoppable.
You may watch from above,
But can you truly understand our ways?
We hide in holes. We hide in numbers.
We shape the earth, yet you never know.
Copyright © Jacob Harrison | Year Posted 2023
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Eyes closing, mind aflame.
Slipping out of darkness I saw you in the light.
Here again.
Met an old friend.
Rebuild, mend an old friendship right.
Wake. End.
Goodbye.
I’ll patch our plight.
Try.
Eyes closing, mind aflame.
Rebuild, mend an old friendship right.
Try.
Copyright © Jacob Harrison | Year Posted 2023
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Jacob Harrison Poem
Again, I admire my new watch,
Ticking ever constant, ever faithful,
Reliable.
Just like my brother.
How to repay him, I wonder.
We are a world apart
In hobbies, so giving gifts
Is a mystery to me.
He never says what he wants.
I Care I Search, I really do. No luck.
Maybe my role is getting spoiled
Like little brothers should,
And my gift to him
Is that he can spoil me anytime.
Copyright © Jacob Harrison | Year Posted 2023
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