Coral giants bow away
Growing slowly calcified
They learn and lean
Green a white and bright
Troubles unremembered
These Fey events crisply
Lend their safe fingertips
And wait a dozen gilled fritters
A blob, a shock, a little mimsy
What does a piercing the surface
With a light show us?
Nothing only refractions and
Regretless energy bouncing outwardly
No shouts trouble
The folds of sand
Hands grifted lingering
On seashore of a tiny Baudelairian friend
Beneath the mamarries of the island
She who lays backwards into the sea
- A kindness in this a kindness in this -
(Cloven hoof leaves
Faint tracings that lead
From Barrow den to sight and colour
Earthworm crawls triumphant
From the ground here perhaps)
I won't wait for a giant's step
I'll only leap yazular into a
welcome warm liquid
a friend of the world
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