green peppered with white

the clouds shook,
the green hair of the sod got
peppered with white, — and then
only the tips, green over grey,
stiff in the breeze,
unmoving.

the knife in my hands,
sticky with what
oranges produce, the
sharp spray in my nostrils,
stopping, for a moment,
what revolves in the dark.

i open
mīn ferðlocan, the cage
of my ribs, the bone protection
to let the thought out
where the wind and the water
mix playfully, making
patterns that vanish.

with the momentum of ages,
fabric-like fog wraps around the earth,
untorn and tearful,
offering refuge.

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