Call
I will turn you upside down
And shake out the pieces
Of this wall you build,
Like so many grains of salt
From a cellar,
Falling back into the ocean
Among the wires
That carry your tones to me.
Harsh, flat, deep sea coldness,
Pushing me away with words.
Hard under the waves, I feel you,
Even ocean distance far.
I will the sea warm.
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