trying to find my center 
so i went digging
wrestling bloodroot 
sweating hard 
blackflies swarm 
no biting, i sweat, smell raunchy 
or the roadside embankment soil does
a beer can reward
miller lite five cents return
i wrestle with big rocks and surprising 
root systems that hold together
the road. does everyone know
the delicate lace that supports pickups 
in rains that wash out bridges and culverts?
two hours work
for a bucket of sand and clay and rocks and

struggling with health-tomorrow i see the orthopedic surgeon
the cold drifted into allergies
my camera is wonky
but i have a treasure
for catherine and the gathering
at her house, dyers all
we shall see magic.