An ice show or horse show
piglets, rhododendrons
rain close or far away
approaching or just here
scabs, pens, boredom
the only way out through
the eyes, windows
some leaves, varieties
of mulch or dampness
the temporary gardening
section and its magic
at night; you leave
and are in the sky
without knowing
without being warned
of a change you are
different and the things
around you become
tiny houses, doll pills
piles of stairs
This is freaking grand. The series of "scabs, pens, boredom" is fabulous. I love the miniatureness, and want to be a temporary gardener.
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