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Don't Mind Us

3,000 miles
of various soils
and elevations,
the Rocky Mountains
and Appalachians,
avoiding the floods
of the Mississippi
and yet wanting
to feel with my toes
the springs of earth
and so nestled in
at 357 feet
on the Crawford Creek
which feeds
into the Naconiche,
all south to Sam Rayburn
by way to the Attoyac
and out into the Gulf of Mexico
all from my back yard
where West Oil
would like to lay a pipeline
disrupting the wetlands
of the perennial fingers
the Queensland quest
in the land of the Caddo
in the Deep East Texas
soil in the middle
of the National Forest
behind the Pine Curtain
where nothing lives
but a few too many deer,
a herd of wild pigs,
a couple of lone coyotes,
and me.

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