hands of the gardener


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    You dig into the yellow earth pale,


    with life caked under your fingernails.


    Inching between birth, snails


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    with rotund homes pricked like sails


    silt through titanic pebbles, tempestuous pools


    pouring from metal tin—cool


    to your godly touch.


    I kneel beside you, such


    Cosmos littered with muddy divinity.