By kevin urenda
Date: 14 May 2000
the sower
Bad lovers
sow the seeds of
other memories that always
grow as weeds
to choke the happiness out of
every possibility
We sow the seeds of our
own memories, and
because they are not
perennials they must
be harvested in their season
that we may cross-breed
hybrid newness of
bloom sufficient for today
in the rhythm of our lives together
5/13/00
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