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Since I fell off the grid
I formed the plan to keep plummeting
Through the map, tunnel into the wood it was pinned onto
So dust fills my ears
I'll carve rivers here,
I could get used to the distant howling,
Eating bug shoes.
Yes I know I'm powder post, so my head still shows,
My body's in the sawdust.
Leaving holes, I blister false and don't stop once,
With razor legs I caught up.
Lesser pests will need more steps, I'll sink ships yet
By chewing through the awning.