on the day we set to dig the well we first learned how to wrap our hands around the length of our broken shovel for piercing ground & reshaping of the land
when we first started building up the wall we had to learn how to mix the mortar a modest height to fake the boundary a nagging thought that we need these borders
the source is in there somewhere the source is down there somewhere
on the day we set to build the wall we diligently drew up all our plans one by one the stones blocked out the light our vanity will crush it where it stands