Take with you yourself
And your comically formal clothing
Take with you yourself
To the mouth of the cave
And feel the sky
Rasping by the entrance
And filling us
With a memory of water
As it has fallen
Though you didn't know it
Take your arms
Buttoned at the wrists
As if you feared they would fly away
Have your arm its own meaning
And follow where it points
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