Jun 23
fossilised
june opens its mouth into a circle, and wet moon dreams pour, bury, syllable-long love.
fish, cre- -scen- t, bone, shell— this soft, organic memory of you.
this grief-sediment that ages, compresses, into fossil
over time
becomes poems on picture-stone.
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