This Way or That

A leaf upturned
capturing dew
for a swallow
to sip on
before
the morning song.

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There is a disconnect with the outer and the inner.

I once wrote:

this our country too
fingers guns point neighbors gone
barb wire the war bombs
my face be kabul baghdad
let us claw through our mass graves

And today, 5 years later, which way am i digging? Clawing through or burying?