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22.ii.26
they are all of them telling me
have you sensed the
urgency?
talking their heads
off
each distinct as any
other
the ant uniquely nest
minded
the birds and the
trees have a message for me
and sometimes in a
voice like mine
it is for telling out
the darkness
they are bringing on
the light
a pumpkin speaks to
me in vine
of course they are
from another world
why would they know
my name?
every word is a world
I always will be that
thing I am
no two leaves the
same
tread on my own toes
I think that what
they are saying is
‘not yet’
‘we are still here’
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