Mine
My soul
A coal mine
Buried below
Blind to light
A twisted ride
In an iron cask
The goal of thine
To crack and sift
These rocky walls
Become a heart
To find small bits
Of spark and shine
Stone set apart
Pressed in the dark
But picking bares
A precious find
Or poisoned gas
To keep or kill
This soul
Of mine
-amdr
Artwork: Coal Mine 14, by Douglas Kinsey
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