Earth Worms: Poetry

By Mackaroni

I kind of wish I stood my ground more

Took a handful of the dirt

and swallowed it whole

Let the earth worms wriggle through my teeth

but I bend so easily

I let people speak for me

I really need to grow a backbone

as tall and ancient as an oak

You cannot move me

even with an axe

I kind of wished I

hoped I stood

my ground more firmly

dug my foot

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Mackaroni is an artist and poet lost in the woods somewhere. You can typically find her listening to music in her backyard, or feverishly typing in her notes app.

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Cover: Three Mushrooms (1892) by Gerrit Willem Dijsselhof

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