Sunday, February 21, 2016

the Beaker People

lumps of sandstone at dusk's
hunch
of ancestry at the littoral
of day/night the wash where the half
makes way to the deeper the deepen
the ground that *is/is/not* un/ground

askance to discern silhouettes
of what moves
as tides to deposit drift
from the pelagic the benthos (slick
and(
the creep and /erratic/
flowers, say, dead, in the dead—
hands of a mariner.hands.dead.off.of
again look (what is) the offshore ground
its lurks (and attack). reared
as eggs of  the deeper cast—off

in such tempest hove to hove

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