An upside down ocean pours out the flood
on Sandy Point, North Carolina
where spring sheetwrapped we weather the season
till the wanes signal winter,
and from under the mattress
we shake out the blankets
Another week or two, then south
Laura to paint a tropical rain forest
Me to transfuse a "new" kind of language
It's consolation that keeps us together
that like a pearl lodged in an oyster's membrane
removed from it, reflects heaven
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