blades of grass

blades
of grass
slice at my feet
as i run across the greensward
but their dull wit
cannot bleed me words
they’ll need to admit
weeds if they want color
or grow under billboards blight
of sloppy signpainters
sigh
blades of grass
cut my heart from it’s prison
with adoration
i rub my face
on earths green fur

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