I want to live underground (Poem-A-Day 23)

Hobbit HoleFor today’s prompt, write a location poem. Location could be physical–like the laundromat, a public park, a glacier, flying saucer, etc. Or location could be emotional, psychological, metaphysical, or some other kind of word that ends in -al. Or surprise everyone!

I want to live underground

As a small boy
I enjoyed digging holes
Seeing how deep I could go

Family road trips always stopped
At roadside crystal caverns
With cheap souvenir shops

I moved my bedroom to the basement
So much more peaceful there
Cool and dark as an eternal rainy morning

I slept underground until moving to a dorm
And after so many walk-up apartments
I desire a return to the earth

I would dig into the south side of a hill
Dirt for insulation
Grass for shingles
Still earth beneath my feet
Closer to the core

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