Spilling Ground
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
At Winter's End
In the mud
I leave you
I hope
that you find your shell
a burden
at just
the right time
and that you
set out
to find
new roots
new meanings
new colors
new abundance
for now I leave
you
here
in the mud
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