People always say they miss the green
the greenest green they ever had seen.
Well I'll tell you
I missed it too,
when I thought all I would know
were things that would never see snow-
But when I returned to the green
the greenest green I ever had seen,
I had forgotten what lurks beneath
and what worlds can crawl up inside
-a dainty sheath.
And then I spent a year seeing green as terror
And as a constant reminder of my folly and error.
Tickle your toes. . .
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