we are minefields
walk daintily around
the ruts you find

each day, we lay out more
and bury them
just under the surface
of the loam

we are minefields
stretched out across
the barren landscape

beneath a killing moon
asleep, still sleeping,
beneath a killing moon

— ptkh 06.12.10

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