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06-05-2014, 05:35 AM | #3 |
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fresh weeds
On a next door chair, idly outside a neighbor perched greets with a nod.
An up and down rhythm, percussion beat, He crushes aluminum cans, and my feet Walk in sync with a strident barrage hushing this silence there in his garage. Then beside a pickup brought for a ride I step side luck that shoulders provide. Another dog barks. The poor driver parks. Some lured advent - pure, steadfast sweet summer dew soon brothers down heat, from streets gingerly past plants she'd so seeded, found beautifully last June. |
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