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epigrams
when I first realized
all these creatures
the little creatures of the world
look upon me as a predator
I had my eye on just one at the time
I thought to my self
silly sausage
.
the day so round
the night so far
I walk to return to myself
and all this light
this air is mind
.
early Spring gardening success
enough rocket to cover a piece of toast
we all piss diamonds in the right light
you just have to pay attention
.
when my mind returned to me
it was much too late
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