.
Feeling like a centipede
with each foot flat
on wet muddy earth
holding for grip
gripping for stability
firmly resisting change
and then suddenly
looking up to a shadow
flying towards me
the vulture of time
diving in the sky
shooting in my direction
very close, very close
just… about to..
………….
………………..
no escape..
have left all hope
well....almost…
…..
still holding my
hundred feet
on the earth
…….
Will my earth hold me too?
...
??!!??!!??!!
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