Over under, soft soft green,
Toes blanketed, head curled downward.
Blind earthen ancients burrow out of sight.
Above, fluff or clear or Zeus with bolts--
I don't know.
And around me, no one cares
for different reasons.
Ovular soft soft green, delicate white lines
form triangles
and occasionally delicious
curvaceous squares.
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