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Digging a Hole Digging beneath dappled shade,Digging a Hole by ~Paul-Cooper
And a chorus of applauding trees.
Crunch.
A sharp-spade chewing sound,
Metal hum like plucked wire.
Aching back, muddy smears,
And not a blister; just
A certain hardness of the skin,
Cracking like a gourd
Across the wrinkles of my thumb.
“Why were you digging a hole?”
She asked me, afterwards.
“It
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The flower said I wish I was a tree, the tree said I wish I could be a different type of tree, the cat wished it was a bee