thoughts before i start a new job
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Beasts know it true
to guard against the larger
and feast on the lesser
this is not the only rule
rather a lesson of bounty;
of knowing ones station:
what stands before us
always a conflict of weight.
And yet we are burdened
with other means. A look
in a look in an instant.
And what we look for
are cues of weakness, smallness
in another. We are looking
outward with wide thirsty eyes
when the vital notion is inward,
essential and unknown.
–ECW
Oh! The Earth bursts out between these weeds
Feeds the trees, please return these seeds as I left them:
With potential. Holy holy incredible the decibel of husk musk matter
We are a splatter of star latter, what-ever with weather, we sometimes
Grow… didn’t you know…
I thought is so, to sew the seeds of my father’s weeds and wait
By the mounds with resounding sunshine. With enough love
We will grow.
And when we grow the soil knows…
To look for seeds.
—ECW
Poem 52 Edited – Poem 52 Revised
