I swim in cool water
Sips; soothe my heartache
Under fire born; douse, I yearn
Not succulently
but with stone and chisel
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I shout in palpable darkness
and find you calm; resolute
Through glass walls, you're silent
Not fragrantly
but with rope and ties
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What is this vast deficit?
Distance in hope's creatures
In thickened wood, I fossilize
Not petrified
but with sap and oozing resin
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Attempt fails; short and begging
Endeavour; vain though it seems
In desert sands, I exfoliate
Not laughing
but with rock and forgotten nails
SRWB 2010
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