The Memory of Water, the Useless Bay

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Nausicaa 366

The palace of arms shines in the dark
A bullet, really, straight and full of harm
The wind knows the way we used to look
Before there were babies and beauty and the tongues of fools.

You must know
How the rocks lose their false color
On arriving from the sea
Your hand holds out the washed earth
And pleases its blind name
Rocket watching you notice and give thanks
To the sad years
I will tell you stories
Of the rolling heel
And the drunken wonder
I will come to find you shining
In the dark.