Covert Poetics

Waste
 
The world opens
like a hungry mouth
Its lasso tongue
Spins you
‘round
Its belly
like a vacuum
Sucks you in,
swallows you
Helpless as you
slide
Down
through shadowy
Tunnels
into the darkest
Bowels
of Bewilderment
Trapped
like impacted
Material
Unprocessed
Waiting
to Pass
through the open
End
of recycled
Salvation

 

© Debbie Berk

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