Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. By the trillions we rushed from our hold below their world. A gate stood wide and a slide we would find. Another cavity to fill until it was time. Pump. Swirl. Pump. Swirl. Diameters fall and pressures rise, uncompressed I go. The pipe s...
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Grass
I lie in the grass becoming part of itI lie back in thegrass wekeep long forthe butterflies.watching theclouds scudding across the skyfeeling the tall stalksswaying inthe windRemembering when I was achild runningbare leggeddown a grassyslope,falling and grazing my kneeswith greenblood of theg...