dripping and catching the sunlight
we can enjoy the morning’s survival
letting our leaves luxuriate
like the hair of a natural woman
combed by the sun and stretched
and pulled into a braid of flowers
we are not long for this earth
but have a ticket to return
which creates a worry-free zone
of beauty where the work gets done
in the morning gatherings we prepare
a new dream for the world
which by the stifling afternoon
has turned again to lust
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