and I realize
that you are extraordinary
in every facet of imagination.
Amanda…
Let us edit reality.
This does not fit the standards
of poetry,
or a fancy haiku.
There is dirt
to touch,
and rocks to sift
and filter through…
while I’m still alive.
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