cave dweller

you didn’t know

that i was here

until the surface of your world



you didn’t recognize

how sparsely vegetated

was your soil

where precious water was being


from your terrain


but as the water table dropped

from the long dry spells

the chambers grew more deeply within you

acid water

dissolving rock

carving holes within your soul


where i subsisted

on decaying matter


amidst delicate formations

grotesque beauty

created by the water’s impurity


blinded by the lack of light

in this subterranean world

i evolved this acute

sensitivity to touch

and with projected and reflected

waves of energy

i see




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