MY THREE SHOVELS

I have misplaced, out of all things,

the shovels. One can misplace socks

and keys and eye-glasses, but

shovels? Even the one with which I

just buried in you in the earth of clay

and roots, my aged tailed friend,

I have put away from my gaze

and knowledge alike.

09.08.2024

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