I Have this Garden of Poems








full of flowers that bloom
at first
and then carried away with my greenthumb
i planted everything
trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos
and vines and hanging plants

almost everything
and so the blooming flowers died
and the grasses diminishing like some
hair of this baldness

but nothing is lost in this garden of poems
the birds came and built their nests
some are still coming
every morning
and then the chirping begins





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Confide



If you won't confide what eats you up inside
you will die
This is a secret that's not yours to hold
Spit it out, watch it corrode the ground
the sidewalk a long molten stream
sulphurous stenching and choking our eyes
Watch it slip into the sky
Don't cut up your arms and then cover
with reasons you've used for too long
Scream it out, it will burn as it flies
Watch it slip into the sky

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