Daylight on a Toll Road

I will step on these grass blades
washing my feet in their tender juice
there’s a long way to the deep forests
rough tree bark will wound my skin
moist compost will will bury my heels

Near the feeble spring
bedraggled stars run dry
one by one
I give them my tears
hiding summer joys
in a squirrel nest
filled with acorns for a harsh winter

Dawn’s warm gold found me
trying to catch small charmed fishes
telling them I need to donate
all my best wishes
to the poorest men

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