nature’s not a uniform green and old walt…

nature’s not a uniform green and old walt
never measured the handkerchief of the lord

abide with me in contradiction

i’ll grow so vast all opposites will be contained within me
nations and churches will cease to exist

everything decays in time
what rich black compost it all makes

Patrick Hurley taught writing and literature at various colleges for many years until he discovered bartenders make more than adjunct faculty and don’t have to grade papers. Now he makes poems. He is obsessed with a long project called walking.

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