For OctPoWriMo Day 18 I’ve chosen my own prompt of blackout poetry.
Go to places on Earth,
The most extreme environments.
Track down Arizona in Death Valley,
On the shores beneath iceshelf[s].
Desert some island north to find, [un]Imaginable trips to batt-ridden cave[s].
Studying environments where a human would,
Cross the cosmos, other planets,
Undeterred by Face-smashing,
By the constant wetness, the darkness.
The slight possibility that whatever,
Exotic diseases, might enter, [still] ask —
If [they’re] encountering [the] unknown.
We think it’s moderately unlikely,
[As the] cave floor with water of varying depths,
[Has no] transparency, [so we] walk gingerly,
To avoid discovering unmapped water.
A walk in the park — no ropes, just some crawling,
Eventually reach[ing the] deepest chamber.
Spun webs, bat’s zagged and zinged,
Emitting their high pitch.
Red rock walls with green slime,
Gypsum paste and limestone in process,
Dissolved by sulfuric acid [became apparent.]
I was thinking,
This cave resembled [nature] lobbying,
[For people to] recognize [its vast hidden meanings].
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