Construction & Destruction - Nine Houses

There are nine houses
Between me and the sea
Nine bastions to breach
There are nine swells
And nine second winds
Nine households to rise up and meet

I know
I know we are not
Two ships passing in the night
We are moorings
No
We are carcasses silently descending

There is nothing playful in the nip
Of kintuition at our heels
It mouthes the foot but seeks
To cut us off at the knees
It mouthes the foot but seeks
To cut us off at the knees
We we alight there will be
Nothing, nothing, nothing left

Written by:
Colleen Collins, David White

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