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vision wakes the albatross from its human form
beneath
furious suns the polynesian waves sail
blue
green upon the enigma of the hour
&
on his mothership bells mimic their alarm
(he
dreams his village on the sea
silent
with unblinking crocodiles)
sinuous
liliths call from diorite spires mirrored black
against
the large glass of volcanic sky
above
& below the bending archipelagos of dusk
a
rope dancer accompaning herself with her shadows
(he
tries to think himself into the role of death
by
playing with his bones)
each
island shimmers & the seagulls in the harbour
brilliant
arched twisting under dusk red
the
trees alight with spears & anchor plumb in chaos
(he
lies deep down at the bottom of the sea
&
grows tiny fins)
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