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* "I feel sorry for the grass..."
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2003 I feel sorry for the grass that lies between us
as we pull up bits and strew them about
as our words talk to each other
somewhere in the air
while our souls meet somewhere else
and speak with silences which sound too loudly
confusing and disorienting
the words we left behind somewhere
mixed up in the bits of grass.
Concise. Poignant. Staggerlingly true in content. 'Tis a masterpiece. --Joshua N. Smeton
I enjoy the visions we see through your eyes.