Tagged: weed

someone is keeping

you and i still stop

you and i still stop
for the possibilities
of mutant clovers

sometimes – faith, hope, love, luck – caught
growing between every gap
.
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in the thirst

in the thirst
of time,
across a long
memory,
forgiveness
sometimes
sprouts
unattended

a weed to be
knifed,
a wildflower
to be cared for
.
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