after toni frisell.

what lies beneath
illumines what's above

diaphanous weight
a statue baptised

the bracelet
a shining silver choice

the depths indistinct
no stones no plants

she is alone
and elegantly

out of place
ennobling what holds her

her body is not at rest
toes spread arms drifting

maybe we're all suspended
and safe, floating

facing what's above
listening to the depths


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