We were still
Like the pond undisturbed
Teeming with life
anglers could catch our aquatic gifts if had only a nose for it.
Feet for pound give way to precision
Simply remove the stability of language
And forge an empire of ones and twos
We were still
Like the pond undisturbed
Teeming with life
Underneath a world far from view
Will the posture for posturing end when clams bite back.
Undoubtedly unlikely easily trifled not easily perturbed
I feel like I've lost the skin that kept me together. The binding is gone. The skin now leather, meat now meat.
We lye still like the pond
undisturbed
Teeming with life