Planting
Seeds and marbles
Only these
Who do not make it
Dehydrating from
A lack of moisture
Or a burning flame.
Playing games
I do not know
What lies ahead
In this strategy
Of patterned thinking.
Inside those
Whose hearts of stone
Planting statues
Waiting for
A better moment.
Raining, can it be
A shelter for the nesting hatred
Needing cleansing.
Dig a trench around my house
And redirect me
Flowing onward.
11-11-09
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