the abandoned mine
has a sign
outside. do not enter.
danger.
your life is at risk.
stay away.
I can't help myself
and go in
with a small flashlight
attached to my
forehead. I carry
my yellow canary
in her small cage.
my dog comes too.
we explore the danger.
going down into the wet
black
depths of an old cave.
we like the fear.
the essence of uncertainty.
chaos is our home.
our comfort zone.
we like when the earth
shakes
and the debris of the mine
rains down upon
our heads. the wood creaks.
it's childhood all over
again.
home sweet home.
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