Unknown

 

I stand beneath layers

of my sedimentation,

as if the very air

has turned to silt

settling to the sea floor.

I know no tendency

toward an escape

beyond a calm acceptance

of the fossil formed

from what used to be me.

A configuration shaped

to a shell implies a notion

of what it once meant to be

a creature alive in the sea.

 

(April 25, 2018)

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