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Paradise of the Pacific Postcard or Premature Jackal Mummification

Gaze up from the bottom of the sea

What is this wall? Was it always there?

Laugh and say

Happy child’s snow is another colour

While this one is a shade of shroud

Close these eyes

Say what you see

Dance, two, three, four

Wide comprehending the mystery

From the ocean floor

Blind to the sun

And ankle puddle fun

Know it all

But what you want

(So unpractised at wanting)

Breathe for me

As though I’d stop

If you would not could not

I cannot sing

It betrays something

More by my not saying

Once filled with joy

Now deflated

Arrive at last for spirit

But it lay flat at my feet.

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