Two Stones

Sit there, breathing very lightly, and slow, so
You don't know.
It's getting dark. Time to
Trill on a watery note--
Let it lick,
Taste,
Wash something away-- we'll see it later.

One day it washed you away.
Water whirled you 'round the world
(Toilet bowl effect);
I dipped in a toe
But my heart pushed me in
And slowly
I melt, fragment
Dust
And then float lightly around you.

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