that the foreground is made up of coal cobbles
the trembling of stuff in the earth's sphere
creating the list of things like:
stones, skin, crows and diamonds
and that further off in the background
the seaglass is forming
its eternal coming forth the song of the high notes
caught sharply in the mermaidens' throats
the first thing is clearly evidenced
by how black your hands get with the weight when you handle it,
the second by how your weak ears
are always honing toward that which can't be heard
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