My Core

Theres this place,

deep in the center of the Earth,

with wild scents and unpronounceable flavors

swirling and colliding.

I saw it once,

on the night the flowers carried me away.

Never struggling they cut through silence,

and I saw it,

the land that sleeps inside the Earth,

that bare feet long to touch,

and eyes and ears and fingers and noses,

long to hear and smell and see and feel

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