Fossora

2022

Her nerves spread like wings at mycelium speed
Into the atmosphere, there’s spores everywhere

Fossora
Fossora
Fossora

For millions of years we’ve been ejecting our spores
Seedlings and sprouts are shot into the ground

Fossora
Fossora
Fossora

Her fossorial claw digs downwards, dissolves old pain
Dug down to rot, decomposes debris
Degrades sorrows, hair and hooves

Fossora
Fossora
Fossora

At last
We stayed in one place long enough (fossora)
To shoot down deep hyphae roots (fossora, fossora, fossora)
That penetrate concrete and plastic (fossora, fossora, fossora)
Even though the ground is burnt underneath monumental growth (fossora, fossora, fossora)
Fossora (fossora, fossora)