Wormword

an ice age creeps over the desk,

ink freezes,

tongue sticks to words

and better for it.

take a drink – a strong drink,

let them melt and slide

down your depths.

that’s their place;

in shallow holes,

in dirt,

unseen

(unheard)

like the worm.

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