KYLE SLEDGE

I recognize faults
Former transgressions
Foundational sins
A broken bedrock
That’s caved right on in

There deep underground
I’ve buried myself
The mantle and shelf
Collapsed on my kin
Undue damage dealt

A shadow of hope
Now lost in the sands
Revivified plans
Of excavation
With worn, withered hands

I’ll keep on digging
Nails caked in dead dirt
Frame aching from hurt
Until the light shines
Through the entombed earth