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Zen/Anger
In the ground I sit
Counting.
On the ground I stand
Humming.
In dreams
I am full of hips that sway side to side
Full of my own soul
Full of my weeping
Full of knowing.
Someone tries to take a scalpel to my curves –
Chop them off
Surgically remove them -
Angry that I represent
Gaia,
the living breathing Earth,
swaying and undulating unde...
Sunday 31st May 2015 6:49 pm
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