where no one is
when I am there
where no one
was near
me before.
Here is where my skin
is always burned.
Where my belly
turns endlessly,
the wall at the shallow canal
where I
sit listless
watching carbon grey
cargo ships pass in and out
weighted with coal
and other
torched things -
they navigate
the thin grey
water-vein as I
navigate
myself
as you sit near me
where no one
was
near me before.
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