Another poem

She buries her chest deep down into the sand,
She hides it deep below

She hurries away, forgets the rust, forgets the clay
She hopes nobody will know.

He comes along … with a spade, in his hands
He shoves it deep into the ground.

He says, “Child, you know, it’ll just rot even more,
Even if….no one sees it around.”

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