Traces (4)

Resolution

Let the first thing

That enters your mind

Stay there.

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Caught

In the web of sacrifice

For your own good

There is only one thing

You can do

To escape,

Surrender.

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Fountain

Someone has placed

A leaf on the lip

Of this weathered

Cuplike stone

Spring,

Fill your vessel.

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Generation Gap

Hey, you larvae already

Eating holes in the leaves

Of my eggplant

As if there were

No tomorrow, weren’t you

Born only yesterday?