Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Hazard

Some truths become
more apparent
with time.

This one has
continually
sprouted
but I've managed
to push it
down
down
down
time after time
and time
again.

Ignoring it
will no longer
suffice.

I stumble over its desire
to be noticed,
twist my ankle
from its gnarled
root
that claws its way
through the soil
and up
across
underneath my feet.

Perhaps if I accept
this weed
its presence
cannot harm me:

I don't know how
to get out of
my own
way.

11/11/09 -- 12:50 AM

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