I feel like I have
been punched in the arm because
I have been. But, damn

you should see the guy
who isn’t me, the other
guy. He was busted!

Flowers grew out of
his ears and between his toes
and fingers. I mean,

if you think spring did
a number on me, all I’m
saying is, look at

that guy, grass growing
all over his shoulders – gosh!
I wish I was him.

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