scuffed pearls

some days it falls out of the head in rhymes
some bright beads skittering
across the surface of a thought

other days you are dropped scuffed pearls
into the feed trough
hoping they are hungry

who is not out in the field?
laid down amongst the crops
sunlight setting the evening alight


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