t-rex and i

There are no seeds in this puckleberry no worms in this ant hole. Have you ever heard their anthem? Over and over from hog to tide: “remember what you are doing here, you’re keeping yourself alive.” Birds can hear the wind over the mountaintops and a few of your thoughts got left on my pillowcase last night. If you stand on that mat long enough you’ll shrink into what will appear to be nothingness. There’s a whole microscopic colony down there. At least, I think they’re still there.