Mowing Diaries II

A burdock stole my heart
then hitched a ride on my
tattered green sweatshirt,
ungrateful hooked weed
but good to eat

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Andre', annoyed by the arrogant buzzing bee
appropriates it mid air
and chomps

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In the blades of grass
are shards of glass
and shreds of snakes
the size of earth worms

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Jason at 12 finds flies
for swatting on all warm surfaces.
car hoods, house sides
pride in swatting

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While cutting I ponder
who was the physician
that crafted my circumcision,
an artist inspired
to be sure