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27 October 2005 @ 02:11 pm
o82: If. [Water, and Rock.]  
(I want to be fossilized; he’d said, I want to be reduced to nothing more than the faint impressions in rock left behind by bones and feathers and skin.)

She dreams of water like that man dreamt of the eventual scientist who would run careful fingers across the evidence of his remains.

The bath: too shallow.
Lake Erie: too polluted.
Here: is no water, but only rock.
Here: there is the sound of water only.

It is a silly list, but somehow it seems important to her to take note of the places she cannot drown.

(The geologist dreams in epochs.)