The Ancient Modern
Brief As Memory / Joshua Alan Sturgill
brief as human memory
the rain
lately insufficient, falls
among the weeds
. I nervously wait
as they come in, always
wrapped, marked
emails, packages
a machine takes them
into my bed
pay into the system
as you must
. Life escapes
into corners of the lawn
the spurge thrives
the groundsel spreads
. We forget; we fail to stop
dividing
types, politics, charges
pressure (from somewhere)
builds. There are no hybrid
dandelions
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