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In this grain there is a waterfall,
a ploughed field, a ravine;
some deep dark hidden, secret depths.
In homage lines like branches spread.
A sunrise. Endless pathways
fanning out to knotted animal eyes.
Whole worlds found in this grain
that is pulling away
where water has found a way between.
Beset with nails. The thick smell
of creosote stains left by
your heavy handed brushing.
A pale outline, the imparting
of your departed number,
a triumph of sunlight and dirt withstood.
Your impenetrable heartwood. Splintering
where the hinge is working loose.
Creaks aside, long bereft
of your oily applications.
a ploughed field, a ravine;
some deep dark hidden, secret depths.
In homage lines like branches spread.
A sunrise. Endless pathways
fanning out to knotted animal eyes.
Whole worlds found in this grain
that is pulling away
where water has found a way between.
Beset with nails. The thick smell
of creosote stains left by
your heavy handed brushing.
A pale outline, the imparting
of your departed number,
a triumph of sunlight and dirt withstood.
Your impenetrable heartwood. Splintering
where the hinge is working loose.
Creaks aside, long bereft
of your oily applications.