our bodies fit together
like continents and currents;
we smash against each other
in a struggle to find equilibrium
through a constancy of force.
Over time, more of what I thought
were immutable parts of myself
become enveloped by this,
an incessant crashing,
until they are worn away
and dissolved into the depths.
What is there to do
except thrust upwards into mountains
and infinitely drift?