without san andreas
shivering in the background
an etna candle shaping clouds
we might forget

not even tethered to granite
are we solid, no account for
options on a paper thin
slice of life

so what did we expect?


be it oceans seeping in
to drown careless valleys
or blood leaked from seams
for bursting too slow

everything falls apart
into familiar shapes

will you be Africa this time
and have your limbs torn
or will you be Antarctica
and drift into winter?


unity bred homogenic trifles
but never a strong enough foundation
to withstand the currents

linked by rock
but not enough to weather
we’ve headed for polyphony

but still
with homogenic trifles


after all those years
i'm still curved
to spoon you

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