Thursday, September 3, 2009

The Worms

The worms
On the ground
In the damp
In the cold

The rain
Beats the worms
Laying still
In the cold

The worms
Beneath your feet
On the ground
In the damp

The clouds
Eat the sun
Pour the rain
On the ground

The worms
Cannot cry
Cannot weep
In the rain

The world
Cannot see
Every worm
Every cloud

The worms
In the damp
Do not know
There’s a sun

Your heart
With every beat
Kills a worm
Eats the rain

The worms
The worms
The worms
Cannot see

1 comment:

  1. This poem makes me cry everytime I read it.
    It also makes me insanely jealous that I didn't write it.

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