in every thing. a Thanksgiving poem.

in
every
thing
the thanks comes
swollen
like a womb
full and wide

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in
every
thing
the thanks comes
shrunken
like the blotchy calloused hands of one who sits alone

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in
every
thing
the thanks comes
angry
like the plow shearing withered stalks

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in
every
thing
the thanks comes
held
tight by a hungry man bitter and begging for a belly full of peace

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in
every
thing
the thanks comes
undone
by the mercy of sunrise and sunset and summer and spring and winter and fall and the hard sharp wonder of it all

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