We slipped on the beach when she sentenced
“The sea, like my hand, is submerged in air”.
Of course we denied to listen; though we voiced
Opinions which we regret now; she already knew
That air is submerged in dark matter
That eels
Narwhals and flying fish among others can see
Really see
Dark stark matter splashing
When we found her body that evening
Still, and still with sculpted care, submerged in air
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