Don’t Baby the Bath Water
A rose grows
in foul smelling muck
yet nose knows both
Light gleams
off some nasty junk
and sparks the mind
Before a winter fire
back ass cold
but front right fine
Dripping summer sweat
degrading your set
while standing in lilac’s soft scent
Take the best
and pay down the rest
until you learn to jettison test
– Smith, 9.14.2016
