#213 "Closed Circuit"
Spring is here. So is the annual start of one of my occupations: trying
to control the awesome force of nature that is my yard. Here in Georgia,
no matter what I cut down, get rid of, or pull out, it grows back. I'm "Third Of An Acre Sisyphus." My hands
are covered with blisters and calluses and wasp and spider stings
(occasional convulsions, but they go away). My feet hurt, my back aches,
and I have permanent lines on my face from the rubber bands on the dust
mask that I wear. I'm living the big, fat, grassy, weed-whacky, red ants
in my pants, carpenter bees in my cotton briefs, thorny pine cone holes
in my fingers, ticks tocking on my scalp, freakin' American Dream.
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