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Every time we enter the ravine

it is different


and so are we. And so the ravine

enters us.


Something raided the geese nest.

A mash of feathers


and silence. Egg shells. Even the frogs

are numb. The mother 


so calm on the water.

The following day, gone.


I don't want self respect.

I want to be ruined by chance.

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