Monday, October 30, 2017
FROM THE WASTELANDS Comments
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Grass has begun sprouting between my bones.
Perhaps in the wastelands of the mind
that end up at the mouth of my senses
those who dig as if pursuing
a more authentic life will finally appear.
They'll hold time in their hands like a hoe.
Breathing chunks of my body
will gleam in their shovels.
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