Take
and break
the word
(like so much decomposing vegetable matter),
using teeth to chew
it into bits.
Then spit
them
on the south side of the hill
and the north bank of the river.
The naked sun
will bake them
into hard round pebbles
which will then roll
into rings around Saturn
before falling back to Earth
where they will form
a perfectly planned,
random
poem.

 

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Amaya is hosting at dVerse today and asks us to write a poem about or tangential to our element.  (Chinese Five Element Theory https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_astrology)

I am a  “yang earth dog” according to this.  I worked these elements into the poem answering the question “Of what am I made?”