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what do I  gotta do but start over

those damn slugs have taken over
the tomatoes are four feet high
and were growing more and more
to the sun but
are now rotted at the root

my efforts seem misbegotten
so much anticipation of all
the stews and ragouts
all my plans seem now
gone to mush

the plants look thriving from the top
but underneath
I see the pulpy inch wide stems
scummy and slimy, the roots
holding barely to the dust

its like that sometimes
when the slugs take over
all your plans are rotted at
the root

I feel a sadness is taking
root in my bones
something I cannot weed out

its like those slugs are
trying to get at me

what do I gotta do
but start over
just like the time I did before
and the times
before that.

(these are those
the New Romans
goose-stepping through them
and I

copyright August 12, 2014
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Meloo/Melissa A Howells/Tilt-a-World

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