blood and being from dust

skinned things, bone and blood
brains and teeth, mashed together
feet beneath to hold us above
hands to grip so we won’t slip under
a tongue, once unbroken, now
stammers and blunders

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backdated Post a Day poem for June 16th, 2017

Respond to blood and being from dust

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