Motherly and fatherly verses

Try burrowing their roots

Through my hazy daydreams

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Echoing down

Into a deepening chasm

Where vipers tunnel

Seething in the dark

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Their old roots dive

Twining around my inner world’s tyrants

Weakening the pull

Of their melancholic scream

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On twisted roads

I find a way home

To ancestral calls

Of comfort and caution