mostly nonsense iii

we are the dirt we dig—
but do not say that aloud
for these gravities pulling
may be misunderstood

she called us in the over
a field away, waving away
we set our nod to the
bending down, sifting
through soil for the bone

i am not sure
the course sold is
the course once told
so we shovel all-souls
to the barrow

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