Breaking the Spell

Down we go,
etching tough rhythms,

biting, then a calm…
Spirals in the rock

all the angles we
can’t see on ourselves,

find a way to burn
them into something

else: broken streams,
prairies expanding

with the weight
of his absence,

all the easy ways
to break the spell..

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