WHY INTERFERE
The fox got the hedgehog and
I got the burr. Nothing special
about that. I prefer standing atop
this box anyway, just staring out
at the Summertime lake. Things
have a way of changing quickly.
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Just a little off (in distance, I'm
meaning), I sense some deer out
picking grasses. Let them be, it
seems to me : Why interfere?
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There's an oddly gracious cloud
a'forming in the eastern sky; it's
slowly rolling in, blimp-like, or
maybe giving a try to resemble a
floating castle? Without a moat?
What good is that?
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