Spelunkers

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Country where even the pipes entertain feelings,
Expressing from time to time.

Time to call the plumbers. Thick-shirted,
Fully vaccinated and among the least

Sensitive of the folk. Adroit where adroitness counts,
Forceful where strength matters: in that silent,
Bodily way of shutting them up without suffocating them.

The stainless reality of this land serving no analogies


To anyone in his/her right mind. Surely the question of What do they feel, these drains and couplings.

If only anyone looked at them long enough,
To the point of reply.

As those charged with disposal grew intent upon disposal,
And touch was barely insight.

Nowhere an inventory of the glistening contents.

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