getting to the bottom of it all at the bottom a|k|a the life of a earthworm

there’s always a center to get to. moving backwards within.

vacuums of orbits of rings on a pin / on a merry-go-(a)round your head, allowing the water to spill in, raising the weight of your body to the top with only a slight to see.

and we’re our biggest enemy.
refusing to believe.

the refraction of light from the other side. a vortex of dirt. camouflaged as mining when the only vacancy is our mind.

fears unearthed.
refusing to believe.
a f(l)ight unnecessary.

the futures of our befores staining the resistance of today.
for all to see.
our biggest enemy.

circling away

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