I dismiss the sound of blowers, mowers, ridem' cowboy. Tire tracks running over the graves. There are other ways you know, but we must hurry, labor costs are high. I saw the other ways, a push mower and a machete on Baytree Road. I do the other ways. Robinson says "...no disagreeable effects result from decay." A wild garden is an event. It allows untold exploration and old thoughts to survive. It changes with the turning and sometimes glows in the moonlight. Return to the Earth, mausoleums are for rich men.
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