(Day 3,009)

This drive to go back to excavate
a basement after the building has been standing
graveless (shallow or deep)

for a hundred years is just the kind
of thinking that gets me
out of bed on cold winter mornings.

Without tobacco, without alcohol, this is
what’s left of my underground.

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