Oh Sweet Bliss
Oh, sweet bliss, how did you find me in the dark with all my troubles
collecting like copper pennies in a fountain,
under pain concrete form,
a flower breaks
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The Six Feet Below
You can find her there in her vegetable garden every spring trying to pull the weeds out of her soul. Picking and Preening she carries on till the sun is setting low. Cooking and cleaning , cleaning and cooking the life out of her fragile bones.
She holds the answers to all of the questions, six feet under is where they will go. Like a shark not wanting to stop , for it would surely meet a dead end, she sweeps her guilt out the door , and the wind blows it back in again.
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