
Zen Gardening I am the weedyou thought you pluckedGrown from the seedof something tuckeddeep in your mindas if designedto bloom in doom My Finest Hour My finest hourhas not occurredwhich may seem dourbut’s not absurdFor I hope stillwhat’s coming willbe better yet Unimportance I changed my mindbut no one caredwhich underminedwhat I’d preparedHedging my betsaying […]
Stephen Buchanan


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