Box-dropped; what as earthworms
No better fare.
Left only to wonder
'Who put us there? '
Clueless through sense, senseless
A world as makes.
Given to know, somehow
Which form life takes
Beyond its dark confines
Decay, above.
Flits, garden-fair; through
What's sunned for love.
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A beautifully conceived profound and thought provoking poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.