is lifeless, yet restless.
Lifeless, yet nurtures life
mussels, barnacles, sand verbena.
Driftwood dots the beach
with fires that spark blue, green,
hotter than live wood.
Rootlessness is not poverty,
even dead wood has a purpose.
Cast up on your strand,
I will burn for you.
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