Peel away the under leaves let the rest grow another two weeks.
stab the earth open it up,
it doesnt bleed.
Hark the dream is coming true!
The fire toad is here.
First it seems a malicious apparition.
It sits as still as the surrounding land.
It dreams awake.
Enchanting the weeds.
It slowly imitates the world outside.
Read it's smile as it camouflages.
Yellow flames written into skin.
It protects the crops.
Wards off the outside black magic.
Something conscious the humidity screams.
I till the space between the plants.
Letting the oxygen in.
Something unseen watches.
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