Blah Blah Salad

Planetary radish
orbit plate rim
crash into cress nebula
rocket
plummets
to ground

In a field
William works a red tractor
harvests cucumber
rests beside the haystack
crunches
a sandwich
cheese
goat-food leaves
parsley grass
vinegar
WD40
looks up to the sky
past sun-yellow
salad cream drizzled
clouds of lettuce
crows like black olives


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You don't know what will grow
what will stay dead

Spring will transfigure and heal,
they say, but spring is when you
stay alive just to fight, ready to take
the bruises of summer, snucker
down, nurse yourself, in autumn,
get through christmas

Clarity, I hate it.
Kick away each day.



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