Unbury

"Dust settles in the air...."

Unbury

Dust settles in the air
Slowly circling in the faint light
I am still here
Slowly digging with my faint might

A rock or two rolls,
I push them away
Reaching up through layers
Of silt and decay.

Neither day nor night 
Now exist
My mind finds no sleep
Between these fits.

I work daily to 
Unbury this.

But every rock I move
Shakes the ground beneath
Every handful of dust lifted
Makes another fall on me - 

Is there a method or a madness 
To let me break free?
How am I the only one caught
In this pit here with me?

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