And the mountains fall
Into the heart of the sea

But this stone is precious.

Still, under canyons
lie open-mouthed–
fish, scaled, hooked.
Gut a spoon for once;
break me against
giving sounds: oak,
round, my grief.

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  1. ComePassion

    ah, beautiful. thank you. that is about it. yes, under the canyons.

    signed,
    couldn’t sleep.

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