FLOWERS FOR THE INEFFABLE

waiting for the next level of consciousness

(and knowing I don't make the grade)


I have plenty of time to ruminate

plenty of time to regret


but no time to squander

on these bitter memories


the next level will blossom

when these past levels are shawn


there it goes and here I come

if even to repeat the form


I have my rake and work like mad

even with the Gardener gone


I hoe and plant and begin again

and again and again and again





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