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A Flower in the Desert

It’s a very solitary place here.

There is a kind of swelling

inside my emotional brain

that is filled with

anger and sadness

that don’t belong there

don’t belong anywhere

but were learned

as I grew up watching the grown ups.

So in this solitary place

I proffer a wish

that the swelling may reduce

that the miracle of existing

overtakes my emotional brain

and washes it clean

with the riches of joy.

 

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  1. Aye, those grown-ups, when we were young, and now us grown-ups, have a lot to answer for…

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