THE SHED

THE SHED

A poet in a shed. Incense. Candle. Breathe forming air. Light it. Enjoy

I believe.

I believe in rain and rest. I believe in jurisdiction    of the mind.

—purify the mind.

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I believe in a braid.

Smooth it out.

Fasten it–to the end & the beginning.

Like a horeshoe–

it’s shape–

is like a horseshoe.

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Play the game with riddles & euphemisms.

Play that game.

Let it beat me every time.

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