so many lonely
\nstardrenched nights
\nhe leaned on the
\nrumbling deisel,<\/p>\n
driving the drill rods
\ndown against the bit head
\nbiting the drill hole
\ndeep beneath the overburden,<\/p>\n
feeling the story
\nof the sinking progress
\nwhether it was grinding
\nwhether it was cutting \u2014<\/p>\n
carving out the drill core,
\none long cylinder:
\noh so very lonely
\nin the silent forest.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
so many lonely stardrenched nights he leaned on the rumbling deisel, driving the drill rods down against the bit head biting the drill hole deep beneath the overburden, feeling the story of the sinking progress whether it was grinding whether … Continue reading