FRANKLIN HIRAM KING WRITES A BOOK CALLED “THE SOIL”

 

The one who begs

the elements

to be no more

than elemental

also prays

that his wife’s mouth

may be more

than the dust

she swallows trailing

you around

the dry seasons.

It’s simple that way.

Simple compounds

into the whole

of the universe.  It

does that every time.

 

 

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