Water

sleeps
in the curve of hollowed rock

         we  
forget its name
until it speaks
in mirrors
in pulses

murmuring down spine

        all we are  
returns
in ripples

   memory breaks  

and reforms  
like light

                 under eyelids  
       sinking  
                    into  
                      once-blue  
a tide forgets its edge

           and so do I  
what doesn’t flow
calcifies—

                    drip  
               drip  
  a vein  
          of sky  
                     left  
        unheld  
...

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