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Digging through the earthWe pushed our fingernails into the rocks that night:Digging through the earth by FlutterbyKeir
When you said "I'll miss you,"
and I could hear your voice breaking,
I knew that you loved me;
and when you said you loved me
I knew we were digging
the hole we were standing in.
We're still standing there
in our paleontology: surrounded by broken pottery
and fossils bigger than we are.
Somewhere beneath our feet, though
is the other side of the earth
That's why we keep digging.
I want to be there with you,
if the dirt sinks into my skin,
if I burn away in magma,
if we have to plough through the earth's iron core:
some early morning we will reach down
and our intertwined fingers will break through
up into the daylight.