a poem by CA Craig
The department of agriculture
reached out
to let me know
about the state
of my within.
They expressed concern
with the toxins
I have allowed
to seep
deep
into topsoil.
Immediate measure must be taken,
so I’m told.
I’ll do what I can,
but I promise no changes.
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