poem seeds
pants pockets
clothes pile
dirty laundry
white scraps
spun dry
nothing you
could call
well written
not enough
for kindling
no harvest
plow under
sow again
paper mulch
poem seeds
pants pockets
clothes pile
dirty laundry
white scraps
spun dry
nothing you
could call
well written
not enough
for kindling
no harvest
plow under
sow again
paper mulch