long breathing under all that wheel

harried can become 
productively buried
giving the dirt
its births

more worms
when there are enough worms
they seethe
grand

they say
steer into the skid
i say become
skid marked

be the road
and let the cars
drive over and over
until you get that tread

each speed overhead
turns space and time
into place and rhyme
offering the ongoing

many worm grace

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