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The timothy at last has gasped awake,
nodding its sombreros to dandelions

and contemplative, horse-faced paspalum.
The lawn's momentum

has gotten away from us-- we ourselves
are growing

prostrate, our eyes glissoming
toward a verdant god,

little seed-ships docked
between its billion fingers-- a diaspora

waiting to die, and then live,
and then die. If we still our own breath,

we might sense
the aspiring whole-- sweet, green cilia,

damp with exhalation,
licking the backs of our thighs

as gravity weights us down, like stones,
like a giant's palms pressing.
Eh.
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Atropaean's avatar
lawn/momentum
sky/flipflopped

great lines