well, summer's coming on us
now
and i'm thinking about the weeds that grow
in wild abandon
savage and beautiful
sometimes i wish i were more
wild-
of the earth and living
in absolute presence
i wish i did not know
fear and agony
like private lovers
but i have been ripped up
from the soil and
dirt
like an unwelcome
invader
of lovelier gardens
well, i never promised
beauty
or
peace
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Dysphoria
Şiir"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, w...
