Beneath My Feet
Can't have One
Can't have Another
When it's Cold
I want it Hot
And when it's Hot
I fear I'll Smother
Ashes to Ashes
And Dust into the Lust
Just when I think it's Working
I find out that it's Bust
There's so much stuff to think about
It really hurts my Brain
Then late at night I toss & turn
And wonder if I'm Sane
Leaves flutter endlessly
Just as they think they Must
I'm amazed to think how selflessly
And silently they Trust
The Ground Beneath My Feet
November 6, 2001
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