ever since i emerged from that womb,
since that first sharp intake of air
ripped an opening in my lungs,
i've been reaching toward the dirt,
wanting to take it in my grasp
and feel its earthy musk
cover my skin, like a veil
and wanting, yearning, pining
to start digging
because ever since i've seen,
i've been digging,
digging my own grave
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