Cup 26: Death
Everyone’s excrement is somebody’s food.
Flowers love earthworm poop, beetles eat bear poop.
Flowers and earthworms and beetles all die
and fungi eat them and feed them to the trees.
Underground death connects life to life
Like your heart connects your two arms
I wonder if these shapeshifters ever think about the light
Are they curious about air
where all the killing happens
If they see us through the shadowy grains of soil
Lumbering about crushing flowers in our teeth
Turning trees into toilet paper
Do they envy our vision in the day
Or pity our blindness in the night?