return to poetry...
                           self-deprecating


my eyes harbor so much rage
and the valley i travel through 
ignores my presence
it continues to grow, to laugh, to weep, to live
to die
the footprints that i make on my path to self-discovery are quickly dissolved by the fecund earth
my existence unnoticed and meaningless
as it should be


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