We never saw it coming
Until we touched the dirt
We made our place in heaven
Among the worms
Our bodies begging
To be rotting in curse
Like starved rats, we're crawling
Our claws scar our words
The whole ground is whirring
We could never learn
It seems the stars are fading
Maybe desire is worth
Preserving in the soil
Who'll find us first?

© Adi Aartse