You carved our niche into the rock of a mountainside

And regaled us the lore of the natural world

From boulders etched by the tide

You learned to rework the Earth

“You pour yourself over like you revel in drowning

And I am but a vessel, trying.”

Where it bore into you and remains

Heartlessly mimicking my mouth agape

I considered that you were of a similar material:

You striated just the same

But where it bore into you and remains…

Recall nothing more than the taste of the wind

Sweetness from the honeysuckle bloom

A dissertation you still have a heart for

But the deeper the cuts, the deeper the cure