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Drops of red in the dirt,

Twenty days in the hole,

Total arrest of my body.

I fell asleep.

I can't remember a thing.

Wake up.

Pain in my chest.

Lungs lurching, inhaling

This smoke stack,

Boiled, burnt, black blood of the Earth.

Drops of red in the dirt,

Twenty days in the hole.

Complete yet fractioned,

Quartered then sewn anew.

They face me cutting through

My gaze that didn't get to see.

You're killing us.

We disown you.

You're killing us,

Whisk you away like dust.

You're killing us.