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Reaping the sewn.

As the worm turns

it spins with the earth

yet is as fully separate

as the humans that walk upon it

the matter lies flat over the worm

the shockwaves from running feet

across the dirt as the worm swims

feeling surface moves as it goes

frozen by time the material loosens

as the worm drives its’ way

through a darkness that needs no eyes

a place whose pressure grows

less where the worm has passed

creating footprints in the dirt

making it less a hiding ground

it becomes by then a stomping ground

Thanks, khet.