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
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