Deep Down

Deep Down
Deep.
We sink through potholes
in our paths
quicksand at our toes.
Fast moving we push upward
trying to free from the blackness below.

But we still plunge in
feet first
head still seeing sky
and feeling wind.

Deep down
low low down
it is fast
a sucking of the body into gravity
as you beat against it
the dirt tide pulls harder
and all you see is dark
brown soil
to breath in
gaze at
consume.

In the deep down
deep
all there is
is ground.