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[46] Seabed The sheets are full of sand From your midnight swim A body of water Your body, which is water Your kiss, which is a salt hex sign Can ward off ill Like a witch ball, glittering glass sphere By the house on the harbor Reflection to drive off spirits Or bottle tree, each dead branch Adorned with cobalt, amber, seagreen glass Bottles to capture bad-intentioned ghosts Divining for water Watering with prayer The sea has made its own bed Let’s go lie in it once more ...

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