An excavator
Winnows the brick
Away from the sand
Once lining the cove
Whose sand
Was carved
An Egyptian
Crook of tides
Cruel ordered
By a mason moon
So piles
Of brick
Grow
Pyramidical
As men imagine crystals
The cove
A minnowed cradle
Frees its slaves
At birth
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2014
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