A Groveling of Worms

a poem by Melyssa G. Sprott, USA - poetry writer, author, poet

Staring at the asphalt,
wondering what’s beneath—
a thousand rabid earthworms
with shiny, little teeth.

Treading with caution,
listening for the call.
They writhe under my feet,
waiting for me to fall.

Running from the asphalt,
knowing what’s underneath—
a thousand swarming earthworms,
all waiting for me.

Scampering gingerly,
in hopes of going unheard.
They scream for me unending,
without saying a word.

Hiding from the asphalt,
knowing what’s beneath—
a thousand deadly earthworms,
patiently they seethe.

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