discarded twigs
broken branches, brittle to the core
dropped dead to
                           the ground,
slow fuel,
                   for the surrounding,
roots, moss and grass,
to the deep soil,
                        come to the table
                                      the water table,
dig in,
nature's feast,
under feet,
well the least,
                      them worms,
                        will get the most
                           if not more.



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