Connection

I feel its heart

a living creature

mapped in my hands

 

I move through it as a blood cell

it carries me

down through its major arteries

 

I squeeze through a back street
capillary

inching along a dusty dirt road

in search of a feeling 

of connection

 

these veins

sprung of 

our body earth

earth that grew us

earth that formed our mind

the earth which we are bound to

as its workers

 

and in our dreams

our earth voice 

we hear 

telling us of our connection

 

but we awaken and

only a dim distorted shadow of the voice remains

behind the chatter

a yearning

to be connected

 

we construct our black veins stretching across our body 

at all cost

to the next town

to the neighboring countries 

to the amusement park

to the forrest

the city

over the ocean and to the mall

and anywhere else we can

 

such that we might find our connection

and realize what our voice is speaking of

when it tells us we are one