the fruit on bad days
of what labour leaves me sour
with hope fermenting
posted by kumkwat @ 1:05 a.m.
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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
of what labour leaves me sour
with hope fermenting
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but from rot grows the soil
to bind new roots:
decay begets!
death renewed!
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