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Two Mountains
controlled laughter in a wild way
as the breeze brushes a twig's hair
changes direction and with a braid at hand
confounds some smoker with her light
hardly stirring her locks
short and gelled
cheese block science project
in some diorama welcoming stares
spreads like roots where there is no wind
what is our anchor? how are we not swept away?
free-floating forms exponentially growing
expanding craftiness
proliferating our seed
down the road
