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broken open
wet yolk spreading yellow
openings and dry soil
like mulch fungus
whole forest fungus
feeding a million trees
I dream of circles
of soil
of discipline
growing wisdom
the murder of lies
and addictions
of secrets in this
daily work
of compost that
rich change
of awakeness
late and early
of dissatisfied lovers alone
