It feels as though I am a small, Twite-like bird
Caught inside a smooth glass ball spinning
Towards the foamy lip loom of the sea;
I am going to die and I can do nothing about it. The cliff face
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I can't even pinpoint a part of this poem that I connected with the most because the entire thing is genius. I've never read another poet whose work is like yours. It's so good. It's better than looking at the world upside down, its like looking at the world through another creatures eyes. Amazing!