here is a constant

the true measure of depth

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Let the seasons cycle and time trickle
watch the cherry blossom trees fall bare
till one year the flowers don’t grow back
but my evergreens are constant
a full, sap-sticky moat around the front garden
that over some years of neglect has deteriorated into
all out war between the hardy rosemary and invincible mint
a fortress wall of greenery between me and the highway, absorbing its…