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Down To Earth Pleasures

DOWN  TO  EARTH  PLEASURES




Tyres screech and we’re down
Glad of it
Something satisfying about walking
     ---Where grass and flowers grow
On solid earth instead
Of an aluminum floor
With nothing growing
And only millimeters separate me from nothing
    ---Where turbulence affects only swirling leaves
And thunderclouds threaten only a drenching
And pressure on ears
Comes only from the dog’s tongue
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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