#poem What Grows

Fake lake will grow
Water, if it rains enough

Will upend ducks
Diving for supper

Yet it’s oblivion the
Waves speak of

When dredging will
Fail the foxtails

And Moses finds
Stillness exploding

No place to lead
Anyone through

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