Cutting Grass

Cutting Grass

Cutting Grass
Grass I cut you every weak
I slanted pattern not childish nor week
I cut you last Friday and this Tuesday two
To often too soon
It’s not sensible
I am told to let him worry about the sense
As long as I can knock some into you
I say under my breath
Back to cutting your quarter-inch growth
For a reason I don’t know
A long break as I go to a softball game
…
…
Back to cutting your small growth
One-third a lawn left
Slowing unending madness
One-fifth a lawn left
…
DONE
Now I lay on your soft quilted pattern
Rest is coming soon

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