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Trapped in the earth,

wouldn’t you too want to go

to heaven? I live

in a lady’s garden. Forgive me, lady;

longing has taken my grace. I am

not what you wanted. But

as men and women seem

to desire each other, I too desire

knowledge of paradise – and now

your grief, a naked stem

reaching the porch window.

And at the end, what? A small blue flower

like a star. Never

to leave the world! Is this

not what your tears mean?