i'm in the garden thinking
about waiting in the weeds
and how so many things
take time
i have been feeling like
i don't have any time
left
it's cooler in the garden-
dimmer-
and quiet enough for the
birds to speak
so i listen to their
endless
songs
wondering how
they got that
earthly patience
well, i'm not going to be
okay
for a long time
but I like to think
time
is coming
anyway
it's more hopeful
in the garden
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Dysphoria
Puisi"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...
