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this hourglass under water
these mountains carried down
below the sea
ganges fallen from the himalayas
amazon from andes
mississippi half a continent
turning earth to salt
the tides are in the blood
blood in the tides
this shipwreck full of clocks
reef wracked and down
beneath the storm
blind sails lost to night
eyes abandoned to the light
below the changing moon
that sees it all in silence
that changes not
ships fall upon catastrophe
their children lean on dawn
this stairway full of masks
regarding mirrors
sight catching at reversal
in worlds behind our vision
and worlds apart
we conjure our identity
from image and enigma
confront our own horizons
and all alone
we shout at echoes
bring our bones to time
follow every river to the sea
and so discover
footprints in the sand
where we have come
where we had been begun
we bring our flesh to entropy
ride a plague ship
filled with killers
chained to armageddon
we lean on slaughter
curse the darkness
gnaw on candles
in the night
and burn the trees by day
this clockworks in the rain
marks out its measure
time after time
and counting learns
how beauty orders happenstance
how chance elicits beauty
how we may come to find
all we can see
is all we are
and all we ever need
to understand
but listen
these quiet bones
still dancing to the sea
fallen to sand
drift like gentle snow
dark pristine down
and home
unto the last abyss
to start again
Deric Morris 11/13/97
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