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Sunday, April 1, 2012

Replanting Your Garden

It's like collecting a few dozen cans
When there's a famine
You give yourself the tiniest
Little in-drawn breath
Never a full inhale
Of the essence of what is
Permission to taste-test
This beautiful, sacred wonder
That your life could be
But never
Do you allow yourself
To eat the entire cake
With your hands
And get the frosting all over
Your hands and face
You think by sampling
You can maybe play both sides
Stupid, cowardly little fuck
How long do you think you can sit
With your ass on the fence
And not embrace your entire SELF
You know who you are
YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE
And you must be that person
Time to stop
Fence sitting, playing it safe
Avoiding the hard steps
Uncomfortable conversations
Now that you've torn up
The garden that is your soul
And re-planted it
Those who should be with you
Will be with you
And those who cannot
Will depart
Today is for living
Acting
In truth


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