At several points my telling this will be where
The
wall stops the deaf side and knee-deep
In
the field itself palpitating in dismembered
Earth
the overturned soil that reveals ruined
Light
but it’s okay friend I won’t allow the quiet
Perfidy
of disqualified clouds anywhere near
You
so stop poking the unconscious wind
Hidden in my pocket I’m saving it for later
What
you want to do now is pick up the first
Frigid
stone you find and start building me that
Cairn
you promised hey remember to top it
With
the flag of our discarnate yes yes yes!
Now
put on your fathomless airs and pull
My
finger I am leaving for another continent
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