Poetry Friday - Common Ground

common groundi root thru sex in darkness as a moleavoids the surface of the earth, where eyemust squint and ear be cocked for danger: holeis safety, earth is warmth, and worm is mycompanion as i grub with nose and clawfor sustenance, snuffling, wordless, unthinkingsave in backbrain, shunning who would drawme up to daylight, struggling and blinking.where sunlight reaches is no home for me.i want