Morning Sick Seed
sown a sick seed
close although ready
no chance
for a sick seed already planted
a sick seed sown
for me and good neighbor's
the sick seed has nothing
awake and on the word
that dug you up
seed settle topsoil
for the bird's
and for my ear's
oh well
eye's of the word settle back down
come see me
bird's eye's pluck'em out
Copyright © Coy Bothwell | Year Posted 2022
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