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My “I” stands lonely
like an isolated tree in a swamp.
This landscape is denuded.
Okay, I am lying about that!
It is spring.
The lilacs are blooming.
Along with tulips, forsythia
and nisaburo ito.
Through cracks in the sidewalks of sterility,
Dandelions and daisies emerge –
A full company is here.
All of them stand like a church
Without its steeple.
Incomplete…
You are my people.
TIDS and BITS 