so
there's this huge pile of manure there
in all its stink and putridity
in my life
right in my face
...
i live with it
in it almost
for i must own it ...
it's my manure pile
but
every now and then
someone walks out of that pile
walks back into my life
even if for a very brief moment
and i have the opportunity
to un-manure them
release them
...
and maybe me
i get a second chance
... rare, i admit
but it's like a huge chance
a probably-once-in-a-lifetime thing
to un-manure them
to repair
to refurbish
reestablish
refresh
undo
and redo
... shalom-like
all that manure
sitting there
up to my neck ...
but whenever redemption comes
the pile gets smaller
and then redemption comes again ... maybe
and i get the chance
again
to undo
to redo
i'll take more of those second chances, please
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