Monday, October 08, 2007

Desiccate

This is what I fear:

We will dry up. Like that little potted plant I always forget to water, then when I do, its pot overflows, and the soil is too damaged to perform, so when you finally notice that it's filled to the brim, I take it outside to dump out onto the grass, and I say that I will go to buy new soil, but it is still sitting out there, forgotten, neglected, drying up.

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