underground tunnels grind and grate in subway chutes too narrow
can you imagine being stuck here?
deep breaths now, honey
in a world full of people far more important than you or me
it is a little hard to listen (am i going deaf?)
(but then who is important, anyway? a farmer grows our food,
because of first grade teachers, we can read)
to participate in your death, so that i may also participate in your life
even in your, the word is foreign in my mouth, resurrection
oh, but these things are frightening and far!
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