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nice out

it’s too nice out
to write that poem today;
clouds are doing sheep,

sheep are doing clouds
and everything conspires
in favor of all.

it’s too nice out
to write that poem today;
there’s damp grass to lie in,

I lie in damp grass
and that which is quiet
is still with me.

talking is tough
and I have little to say,
I breathe in the good stuff,

purge shadows away;
it’s too goddamn nice out
to write that poem today.