EGREGIOUS
On the metal roof, sunlight. Along the drain, water.
All on the ground, dirt like tomorrow, a real dirt,
heavy with soil. There are some things that don't
need a meaning for they simply define themselves.
just like that grand moment underneath the sun.
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I hammered a shut door closed; sealed now, so
no one can open it. I hide behind that which I've
closed. My presence is no longer required.
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There's a manifest destiny in the lives of all
people : we manage to find the places we need
to go to. We extend. We spread. My heart-book
now holds a million stories, like the metal roof,
bright and shining on.
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