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lowest ebb yet treasures returned to shore

bask in cold fires spring dawn

late dawn we deny the sun from rising

pond’s edge more gods appear we still our bodies

pond god approaches us we have nothing to offer

i’m barely here winter’s phantom

among things sold at goblin market- bare legs

shells filled with salt and tidal reprise

admonish the spring sky for the grey

bedside prayer sharpens the cold dagger