Body of Oceans
for my Grandfather, dying in a hospital ward.
Body immobile body of oceans confluence of arms and legs whose arteries have met all these years in the city and shorefronts of muscle and sinew do not go where the sun tortures by day and the night no longer whispers its eternal things. Body resisted body unmoved by sufferi…
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