LOVE Poem: A worm you can learn to love in time, by Lilli Bryan

Dig your callused fingers into the dirt again
and pull
upward until you find me gasping for air
don’t place me in a bucket lost
in a sea of worms the world
used to know
My slithering, slimy, soil filled mouth –
I want you to kiss me again and
tell me I’m pretty,
but my three inch body, clay colored eyes
disgust you from such lust
You found me once before, in a life
far away from now
I had brown hair, two legs, and hands
to hold you
Here I recognize your curls
But your eyes pass, am I indistinguishable?
a whiff of my perfume and
You place me on the grass,
I stare up at you in awe
As flowers find your palms,
and you lay me right beside them, you say
“You’re my favorite worm I know”
softly as the moon lights
I’m asking, pleading, begging you still
to answer the question that plagues
my grubby mind –
Do you love me now as you loved me before?
I was pretty then, am I still pretty now?

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