Day 27: 30 Poems, 30 Days

Beneath the grind
And the clack
Of the soil
I pant
And grunt.

Light the mystery
Of love's lone tear
Mingled
With me
In this
Dark dirt.

Breeze as breath
Squeeze and
Jostle bones
And tendons 
Tenderly 
Hushing trembled
Whimpers.

                        -mja