Beetle

BEETLE

Into the earth you go,

Among the lipless larva,

And blind white fish--

Petrifying conglomerate orbs.

Pores permeated with slugs and smoke,

Winking caves in martian lands,

Jointed legs clattering through rocky cores.

The vortex draws you in.

This beetled biography draws a no-show.

Too much tunneled for, to carve a

Home, mandibles whirring with each wish—

Jaws regurgitating plant unabsorbed.

Antennae poised, you choke;

Can’t do much without hands.

Sense seals apertures and bores  

A bug hole deep within.

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