#921097 added September 29, 2017 at 2:02am Restrictions: None
Holes To Fill -- cryptic
Just scratching the surface,
Digging holes deepest
In soft sand.
But, my hand
Is but a tool
Of the disparaged mind.
Would scoop your brain,
Heaping, oozing spirit
Of knowledge,
Fill the ground
With its beguiling love --
Stamp it firm
And go home.
Let me rest.
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