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Worms

It takes me twice as long to walk my dog after it rains because I have to save all the worms

By Alex FontainePublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Worms
Photo by Jonathan Kemper on Unsplash

If and when I return,

I would like to be an earthworm.

Consciousness buried deep in dark ground,

Embraced by the stone silent earth.

To suffer neither hunger nor lust,

Cold nor greed.

To toil ceaselessly and timelessly,

To sacrifice myself blindly to sun or bird.

If not to be spared the pains of death,

Then at least those of life.

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Alex Fontaine

I hit things with hammers and make bad choices.

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    Written by Alex Fontaine