Und3r Th3 Gard3n

fingers
partly with nails
scratch dig scatter worms

find
effort to scream
love gut inside out

special
welcome to come
that you always wrote

mind
whether you look
spread and spreading legs

bolder
only with you
yet we disband now

dance
taking the love
my books flying off

taking
tragic blood loss
all cats yearning me

chance
mopping my brow
take me driving now

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2 thoughts on “Und3r Th3 Gard3n

  1. Robert, I love this poem and the one that is inside: Fingers find special mind, bolder dance, taking chance. Thank you for writing and posting this.

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