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The creeper
In the gardens there
I plant a seed.
a weed.
To grow among more
wholesome things.
The gardener is dead
you see.
He's free.
To leave
without the worry
life brings.
A gate is closed then openned,
a hinge is rusty.
trust me.
I usually notice such
things.
Hidden in the garden then
I dig deep down.
now underground.
and wait while the world swings.
Had to...
had to check you out... nice! And not just this one)
"I have become a second generation cosmic being, I am conceived in the womb of nature, in my own mind... In the womb of the universe."