wild + domesticated + soil

flames flicker in the
fireplace, slow to start – paper
is quick to ignite,
but there’s no staying power.
there’s just lots of potential.


 

by the hearth, a cat
curls up, warming its paws on
rough-hewn stone flooring.
domesticated for now,
and back to wild mischief soon.


 

(and you, under the
sunlight, with shovel in hand,
dig up soil to plant
a forest. let them grow wild,
you say, else it’s not real)

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