daily poetry
committed to creating and posting one poem per day.
May 21, 2012
#1115 mulch
Minds rust and rot through lack of use
like lawnmowers hibernating
The grass they once conquered
now conquers them
We fib to ourselves about our place in nature’s matrix
and the fibs rust and rot our selves
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Joni
May 21, 2012 at 1:08 PM
I like growth and decay.
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I like growth and decay.
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