self-seeding from appreciates you. by joseph biss

a tadpole's tail
a tale to be told
a tincture of time
bestest lie mother sold
vernal pond drys to the froglets croak
sadness is a water wick
soil soaked defeated

spent too long in the shade
pinning happiness to sunny days
letting the clouds take credit for mine
so i built me a weather machine
runs on self help
and my esteem

germinate for yourself
shoot out roots
i swear it helps
to fill a field
with love and care
it starts with self
then you go from there

germinate for yourself
send the rain the to mental health
you start to smile
you start to glow
you spread it now
so we can sow

my smile splits a shell
ladybugs fill my sill
bleached white in the sun
sea stars
sand dollars
hygroscopic lovers

their decay in a garish display
throwing them back only makes your day
it's their death they may want it this way
you toy with life in your own hands
so self-serving

germinate for yourself
shoot out roots
i swear it helps
to fill a field
with love and care
it starts with self
then you go from there

germinate for yourself
send the rain the to mental health
you start to smile
you start to glow
you spread it now
so we can sow

if my basement begins to flood
well
i'll pump it out
runoff quenching my peach tree
with a similar soak the narcissus
puddle jumping
i quiver

not too fond of sinking
nor can i swim that well
but the weather machine is a submersible
in a landlocked lake
or a swimming pool
a glass of gin
and a drip of drool

germinate for yourself
shoot out roots
i swear it helps
to fill a field
with love and care
it starts with self
then you go from there

germinate for yourself
send the rain the to mental health
you start to smile
you start to glow
you spread it now
so we can sow

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