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The intestines of the worms pulsate with life

Churning once vibrant fibers that turned to rot

The sun turns to grey (blood and bonemeal)

Soaking into clay (blood and bonemeal)

Bound to roots and soil (blood and bonemeal)

Only elements are loyal (blood and bonemeal)

The clouds that bring the rain drowning the dirt

Syphoning recycled scum in a cycle

Reeking - rank with resin

The smell stays in my nose, the musk within my clothes

Fleeting, I had a vision

the green of rot and death

the green of fresh new growth