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At the very end
of all things
after searching
my heart and looking
for you everywhere there

was a feeling like
sliding between two
fingers a big fat country
blade of grass wet
from the rain that
just fell just you
just you
in the field the
grass gone high
and quiet crickets and a
cooler air you
slide the water down and off
the blade while looking at your
now wet hand you could
lick that water right off and
drink it
shhhhhhhhhhhh
you are all alone in this and
then you turn to
go and your hand is wet with rain and
you are sad and not sad and
its the end of all things and
you turn to go and
at that moment
a deer comes and she is so red and
so looking back at you and it
all falls apart
here
at the end of all things
you thought you knew you
thought this was your moment
to turn
and to go
and there she is and its the everywhere searching
back for you and it
found you even though
you were on your way out even
though you thought it was time to
go even though you came to the
end of a blade and it was
water and skin

search my heart again and
don't leave
never leave you
don't know why and you will
always turn to go and at the end of all things its
not the end its a moment
just a moment
with a rain just gone and a deer just come to
have a look at you I will
be here
in the field
with a blade
of country grass.