Well Water


What a girl called "the dailiness of life"(Adding an errand to your errand.  Saying,"Since you're up . . ." Making you a means toA means to a means to) is well

Pumped from an old well at the bottom of the world.

The pump you pump the water from is

And hard to move and absurd, a squirrel-wheelA sick squirrel turns slowly, through the

Inexorable hours.  And yet

The wheel turns of its own weight, the

Pump pumps over your sweating face the

Water, cold, so cold! you cup your

And gulp from them the dailiness of life.

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