slowly and with great care
as with every time before
caked in sludge and the jagged-edged seconds
I sat in the sun to dry
now, I am peeling myself clean
it's the end of May--rejoice
soon June will come with clouds
but there is time enough, and sun
for the mud to dry
when the rains come
they will wash me free of the dust.
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