Not Just a Form of Dirt

Not Just a Form of Dirt

Say nothing, listen:
such a hard lesson,

learning with that chattering,
chattering, chattering coming

from an inner space
where ego and psyche make war

or love, with such similar
nonsense. Still. It is true.

Water is just another body
we yearn to name upon discovery.

 

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