In The Occupied Territory

By FinHall

Night of the long grass

" Sun, oh sun, where are you? Come and shine on me and my surroundings!"
NO?
Oh well, never mind. Maybe tomorrow.
Anyway, here is some long grass, hanging on a rock, hanging on for dear life.
Is this a metaphor for something or other?
Or is it just foliage?
Heck, it ain't even night.

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