with a vine
you get a shelter
if you cross a sheep
with a wolf
you get a slaughter
if you cross a mind
with an idea
you get an altar
I had to get a ladder
to climb through a hole
in the ceiling which
didn’t quite reach
I woke in the night
to the sound of ships
leaving but always
the bay was empty
and you were nowhere
to be found
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