got a call to replace some t1-11
siding so rotted it crumbled to the touch
like
a flaky pie crust,
revealing this intricate network of life
striving as it
does to spread in
widening arcs, ancient urge relentless in the
dark,
tendrils creeping,
climbing
up the inside of your walls like roots,
branches, neurons--the
shapes of a universal
pattern. complex but
simple, unlikely yet
inevitable, mystery
and miracle, un-
welcome
here
but
beautiful.
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