Narrow Stairs

These narrow stairs,
Hung with ropes of vine,
Tumble through the chiaroscuro
Of leaf filtered light,
Down to the musky earth,
Whose scent permeates
In pores of mud and flesh,
Into the mouth of a beast,
Wide-eyed with a rolling stomach,
Slowly digesting us all.

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