Provenance

The Pool

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A disappearance into the deeply set ravines

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carved out by erosion over the last ten million years.

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Perhaps vis shared the same quest:

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a trembling body of water

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to relieve this unprecedented

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if not supernatural

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These moments of complete solitude, exposed

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to the harshest elements

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remind me

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that the natural world asserts itself in an omnipotent

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alien apathy...

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It manifests its ambivalence in all possible inter-worlds -

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it belongs to all living beings and to none.

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Only the sublime threat of annihilation

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reminds us of our lowly place

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in the ecosystem of something still more grand.

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I had already once heard of it in my lifetime

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in 2004.

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The slip of tectonic plates

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a colossal undersea landslide reverberating as earthquake

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drawing water away from the coast.

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It flexed before making a prophetic return

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a deadly gush approaching the shore

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extending itself

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producing an unreality we can only use the imaginary of numbers to describe.

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You see

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the shore is divided in its very outline

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there are effects of anchoring

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collapsing at the edge

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strategies of approaching

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overflow...

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That is why we look to the horizon in wait for another coming.

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Take me away

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deliver me to myself.

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The ​oceanic​,

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lap me up, enfold me

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roll me beneath you

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then slink away.

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Newly discovered footage had been released in the springtime of 2018

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elucidating the mating ritual of Fanfish Seadevils.

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The female Seadevil’s planet-like size

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up to half-a-million times the weight of the male

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makes for a cosmic landing when he engages her

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in what is described as parasitic sex.

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The ​tissues and circulatory systems of the two fuse​,

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and he feeds on nutrients received through her blood,​

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his face mostly dissolved

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unable to free himself

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he fertilises her eggs as she requires.

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The Other

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that to which my most basic sense of existence

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sense of Self

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must cling

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idles here between ancient rock.

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It’s not speechlessness

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not that which is still lacking words​,

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or a sort of ineffability​ ​that does not merit interest from language 59

but the most splendid of quietudes.

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In it I sensed the latent possibility of infinite worlds

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writhing beneath its skin.

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These holes like dispossessed orifices

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ever-extending like geological history

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or the relentless passage of time.

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To be with you...

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What is it to have a knowledge with the other

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and in the other

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the other’s knowledge with-in me?

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An impregnation of rumbling intensities, a valve

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The breach of the Other ​—

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a sublime pain

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yet a most precious

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What more are ​scenes of love

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than a ​vomiting and excreting

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in which the body attempts to escape from itself

through one of its organs?​ I thought, 80

of these excavation missions grinding us both down.

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Ashes to ashes,

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dust to dust.

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How easily we confuse the cause of desire itself

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for the object of desire as an end.

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A certain red is also a fossil

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drawn up from the depths of imaginary worlds.​

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The colour in my eye

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is as old

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as the song in my spine.

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I follow the last wave’s recession

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deeper — deeper — deeper

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The drip ticks out the seconds

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the source of a stream along which the minutes flow​.

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The image that captures

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cannot contain you

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within, your breast is a sea

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that draws me to its bed.