Entering the womb of the earth.
Heart beats, rustles, cracking ground.
Muscles, dark, narrow caverns.
Where is the blood flowing?
Only wind here.
Inside a body.
Inside a body that is still alive.
A fetus, floating on a dry surface.
Muffled light entering from belly holes.
Things generate and start growing.
The Earth. Everybody’s mum.
Crowded space with all us twins.
Fibers. Vessels. Wrinkles.
Pink, purple, black, red, white.
Waves of liquid rocks.
Follow a line
Fall in a hole
Take a breath
And then bloom
To the sun