the small scurry of the invisible
suddenly he goes bedridden
all of a sudden two, again
why in this generation
the reversal of roles?
some kind of bravery?
there weren’t any fathering men
all that is unnatural rises
floats up on the currents
currency of nothingness undermer
hearing the mermaids calling,
each to each
the swift leap of last glitters
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