Tunnelling in the dirt below my feet
I’ve been digging for weeks
carving this hollow so deep
Today, I hit bone
This is heavier work than I imagined
we surveyed the ground from beyond the fence
both agreed that this was right
but now this toil
is breaking me apart
As a new day rises
I’m crying in the shower
never knew I could feel this low
crying in the shower
with the taps turned up to ten
never knew this pain was in me
She works elsewhere, broken too
she rests elsewhere
with someone new
This is the lowest point
promise me, please let this be
the lowest point
She will undulate and warp
she too will dig her way through
and when she climbs out of her tunnel
she’ll be who she’s become
and the person I loved will be gone…
She may smile the same way sometimes
she may shout me some echoey ‘hello’
but the person I loved will be gone
As I hack away the earth
I pause, wipe my brow and grieve
mourning the person, the love, the way of life
that will be buried when this work is done
Everyone’s heart gets bloodied sometimes
I never thought I’d choose this path
never understood the way
the pain could grip you in your bones each night
as you work your way through the tunnel
Promise me
it’s on from here
out of this tunnel
my work complete
and back up again
towards the light…
[2009]
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