Clothing landscapes
Was a mountain stolen
You could feel it there unseen
Like a limb that wasn't there
How it floated in the air
Let loose from its moorings
If I could catch it I would
Climb it but it hurries off
Resting and then sinking into
The sea promising to return
I watched it from the path
Of another firmer mountain
That led me to a fence and sign
Warning of bears ahead
My bike not there
I miss it like a limb
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