experimental youth
flies by in the wink
of a blind eye --
crust accumulates quickly
in the cracks of the weary mountain --
he tunnels on.
forays into clay, sand, rock --
teeth bleeding screams
smothered by the dirt --
pink pads flash in the grimy blackness
splatting nicely on the perturbed path.
bloated worms trail
lazily, lapping up cast off
ambitions
as the mole tunnels
everdeeper.