Our toes,our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.
Nobody sees us,
Stops us,betrays us
The small grains make room.
Soft fist insist on
Heaving the needles,
The leafy bedding,
Even the paving.
Our hammers,our rams,
Earless & eyeless,
Perfectly voiceless,
Widen the crannies,
Shoulder through holes. We
Diet on water,
On crumbs of shadow,
Blandmannered,asking
Little or nothing.
So many of us!
So many of us!
We are shelves,we are
Tables,we are meek
We are edible,
Nudgers & shovers
In spite of ourselves.
Our kind multiplies:
We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foots in the door.
2006-06-21
05:58:51
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