i hoist my pack of tools
and hike off into the tundra
to chip away the stone
that hides me from me
pick away at painful scabs
and scars that hide the old wound
its what i need to do
the breath of this effort warms the seed
the sweat of this labor waters it
that is enough. that makes it worth doing
whether the seed then grows, or no
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