Undone: a fallen limb I thought I’d hauled off, half-buried in myrtle & wild garlic.

Done: any undone task delayed past all undoing.

Undone: the faded myrtle blossoms, the once-tight spring of a garlic top.

Done: a sinker made of lead, dull & toxic. We are all perpetually undone.

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