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end-of axis. - Subscribe
sometimes I am still
and the world
spins around me

and I am the centre
of a great wheel
going round;
I'm the axis

in the storm's eye
awake, I hold
my breath

and wait
for the floor
to decide

throw open
the window, drink
cool dark air

which tastes
of the sea
and calls me,

like a needle
finding north,
to the ocean

lost in chaotic tides,
and the sand
revolves beneath me

I am the axis
of earth, ocean
and sky, circling

I am still and
the world spins
around me

in the storm's eye
I sleep, breathing
the salt air,

and wait for
the ground to
decide.
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