I kept trying,
Unearthing rubble,
Clearing the dust,
Feeling it filling my lungs,
My breath growing thin.


Ceaselessly, I worked till my hands stalled,
And the muscles in my feet went slack.
Then I crawled and clawed, slithering like a snake,
Using my mouth to clear the dust,
But then my jaws dislocated,
And now, it hangs off my face...