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it
all falls down
the tangle up
and the meeting of leaves
a certain turn the sun takes with them
everything planted, all that took off
leaf and fruit
and bark, the lot
it all falls down
a wall for instance, whatever's held up
prayers for life, just a little more
every god we have sown in our image
juggernaut, avatar, each one apotheosed
vertiginous saints and their gargoyle siblings
the treaty, the terms, the border long held
all fall down
labour of days and the magical theorem
the sonnet is a headstone now
lichen and moss – stone's thunderstruck
grass bends wept to acre fated
and the moon and the stars and our one sun
each takes its cue
fix some horizon for your eye
and watch how all of it rises
What an unexpected end, I gasped. Good one.
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