Stone Harbor

Stone Harbor

rocks: amalgam of minerals
condensed space, boulders of infinity
and pebble-like acuteness

temple builders

misbehaving polygons
companion of trees; envious
of light eaters, their spiraling wood centers
and the green
perplexity of veins

the philosopher’s hourglass

kinesthetic anchors
between the sphere’s smooth,
unfinished edges and the jagged
catastrophe of no ending

havens of pressure

harbor masters
jetsam of intransience, compressed
and scattered, weathered and beaten,
spit and shine

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