02-26-2021, 01:41 PM
Olive of an earth
with smoldering red center,
what does it mean
to always be growing?
The top shelf
weighing over the bottom.
Gardens avalanche
out of our arms.
Snail shells spiral
out eternally.
We each keep our own labyrinth.
Knee deep in a generous world
seeping in its own corpses.
Every Autumn
smells like brown bugs,
and not changing
becomes its own breed of change.
with smoldering red center,
what does it mean
to always be growing?
The top shelf
weighing over the bottom.
Gardens avalanche
out of our arms.
Snail shells spiral
out eternally.
We each keep our own labyrinth.
Knee deep in a generous world
seeping in its own corpses.
Every Autumn
smells like brown bugs,
and not changing
becomes its own breed of change.