byLauren Hynde©

The clouds it seemed
had been combed back
with wide-teethed combs
that left
wide scars across the sea

From afar
the diffuse shape of the islet
above the blue-hued mist
with its snowy peak

I dreamt of being at your side:
talk to you

But the volcano remains silent.

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