Next season at the latest
the tree root bump past the orange house
will have fractured and torn itself.
I have been counting the sidewalk cracks
for some years now or a decade or two
and soon I think now soon
their intricate weed-choked numerology
will have opened its last needed gap
and its messages will be uncoded
will be clear.
I am waiting.


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