There is no gasoline
for the lawnmowers,
which have been, anyway,
broken for years now.
So I will let the grass grow
all through the summer.
It will make the insects happy -
not so little an Eden for them -
and some good people
will shake their heads
in forlorn disappointment.
08.06.2022
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