Private Story
ground crawl, air song
briny bits of oil and salt
crystal clouds curl oceans roll
tender off my tongue
a well of secrets
belly button crevices
woozy lids within
sinew silent witness
gut trace scars mark-making
loamy come to ground
scavengers riot
a different courage
swift lick and wallow
dry land kiss the ground
smelling hope suck in the air
sweet threaded shelter
beneath my echos
ground crawl air song
knee gives way to bone
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