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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