The Bark
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From the tree when the bark wright
carved me for the expansion
of my self essence into a bark, I
came out of my depth as beauty
emerges from the inside out.Being just
a shape around me, the emptied trunk
caved in as a slough or windless
shape of dust.As
floatability
as my inward secret became fin
itself, I made water as safe
as land and got
the entire ocean and
sky above, to myself, not
as a place to visit
but home itself-
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