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On golden sand, I make a chart
Creating lines, the lines for all the rhymes
Arrange the words and polaroids
Before the tide abducts the clay and lime
Found a cave, I'm sheltered and covered
As mournful waves quickly claim another
New-born for the tidal concord

Go slow, dearest friend
These tired bones will take a while to gather and hide
Legs and paws rake in the deepest part
For the shell that sings your lonely song

In Prussian blue I find a heart
With brushing strokes I wipe away the mind
The geology of bitter rocks
Topographies of all I left behind
Carved a course in the tinted heather
To illustrate the crooked, wilting tether
That binds my mind, I head for home

Go slow, dearest friend
These tired bones will take a while to gather and hide
Legs and paws rake in the deepest part

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from Yearlings, released May 2, 2011

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