Monday, April 13, 2009


He was born with out eyes or ears. Only fragments of his body moving him closer to the pavement. He lives in the soil. Burying himself deeper in the ground, hiding from the sun that dries him out. He simply sticks to the earth and the birds prey and feed when it rains. Slipping in to tight holes, leaving behind a sticky mess, this goes on for ever. Today it poured for 3 days, leaving him vulnerable. Can't run any where ( aint got no legs ) can't fly any where ( aint ever had wings ) He awakes in before day break looking around for his other sticking out of the ground. They wrap around each other and fall faint to the morning dew. Before its light, they must finish, they go faster and faster, never letting go and feeding off one another. Just as the act is finish some one realizes the picks them apart. They are only minerals now. Only for the use of the process.

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