Balancing act

Before long I am deep in the earth
 in a chamber with all of you.
  
 We fell fast, then through wet ground
 as droplets cast down from clouds beating out
  
 their Sunday best after a week’s drought.
 We must have been high
  
 to have fallen this far    
 //hammered 
 into 
 the 
 ground,
 bent like badly-placed pegs funked off of dormant rocks.
 The water table t ips and to ts
 to the whims of four great roots
 each pinching its corner,
 playing the blues,
                               and modifying the very physics of our world. 

About the author

Ben Armstrong is based in the Black Country, UK. He is an alumnus of David Morley’s Warwick Writing Programme and has been featured in a variety of online journals and zines. His first collection, Perennial, was published by Knives, Forks and Spoons Press in 2019.