1/08/2021

Homeopath


I’m doing all the things 

I need to do today 

from the top rung of a ladder 

hidden in fog and mist and rain,

while all the things 

I said I’d do  

are ringing in my ears, 

so I pack my mouth 

with crushed cicada shells 

to end the senseless noise.


[LSS, 1/8/21]


Something You Can Draw with Chalk 


The heart and its four chambers,

a four-square playground court  

for a ball that’s always moving.


[LSS, 1/8/21]


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