The Hamlet Project

Earth climbed up into our veins here
And got into our blood.
The minerals, the plant detritus, the tiny pebbles, the loam,
The balance that is our soil particularly.
Or is now.
We were born elsewhere where the iron is less prevalent
Where the ground is more red
But this place mingled with the place we left
And both get pumped from the bottom of the heart
And up
Into our very breath.