the wind
is a canoe on the sea
said
under my breath
seeing
neither the sea
nor a
canoe nor the wind
but a
multiform pressing down
on the
waves
to
make the waves
over
which some invisibility moves
maybe it
is like that
maybe not
it could
be that one is a strand
lengthways
on a cloth
crossed
by another
together
sagging
under a heavy weight
like
paper under ink
like
stone under the beating light
the
light’s tail is also a snake
and the
snake
opens
out to the water
so I wrote
the wind
is a canoe on the sea
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