this sporting life
whatever this poem is -
it's not as perfect as you
ten out of ten for all your d.i.y
for caring when the shelf's about to fall
and when the j.c.b is crashing through
it's time you drove yourself towards
a new direction -
culture - say - or sculpting - try
to press the red instead of always green
dear squirrel - when you climb the next high tree
make sure the one who shares your branch is me
lynn parker
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