this is alarming, as everything else yesterday was easy, even the
batting down of brush and brambles in the woodland pasture,
even the directions printed and copied, even the sun, easy.
what, then does today offer me,
if sunset collided with such hardness as that grizzled leg?
should i be nervous? or should i pick it up and wield it
swiftly, with ease?
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