we'll take sour sips from life's lush lips
coffee
,
tea
, or
me
?
sunlight peeks thru towering trees
1.6.09
carving initials into playground plastic
and letting squirrels lead the way,
who knew that getting lost
and taking
the road less taken
could help me
find
something in me
i'd thought was long gone?
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