there’s a bump, then a wiggle in the soil.
Worms come, one two three four five
what’s going on down there?
gopher no doubt. gopher in the cucumbers,
there’s no stopping this wild unfolding.
gophers crawl through the earth
and their delight is finding succulent gardens to mess with.
‘they can’t help it, it’s their nature.
today I honor the gopher
I wonder at his or her ways
how am I like a gopher,
tunneling through the dark
in search of succulent gardens?