like sticking it
out in hard times
like a bad marriage
as if all marriages don’t lose
their moorings sometimes it’s
a matter of concentration
on a theme of not becoming
thoughtless but heartful even
when lost alone on deserted roads
remembering all these thoughts
and feelings will one day
be excavated by future
geologists of the mind
so try to leave not just manure
but something gem-like behind
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